Back in the day when we were “coffee, tea or me” gals - as the line went back then - we weighed in before every flight and had a complete wardrobe inspection. Was gone before the hot pants and/or miniskirts hit the scene - but did fly once on a local California airline where hot pants were the uniform of the day. Fortunately every attendant on our flight looked great in them.
We were young, trim, single, ever smiling, wonderful hostesses and glad to welcome fliers aboard. Most flight attendants today IMO are way too old, too bossy, most often weigh too much and have little sense of how to be a gracious hostess. But then air travel today bears little resemblance to what it was in the late 1950’s and early 1960’s.
There is no resemblance.
The last time I flew some I had to sit next to some bearded Mid-easterner who smelled like a GD camp fire and could have landed the role playing your typical terrorist who takes over the doomed flight. This guy looks at me and sneers, so I showed him my teeth. I swear, could hear myself growling under my breath.
No more PC flights for me. That was it.