My wife bemoans the end of the days when flying was something that you'd get dressed up for and people would act in a civilized manner.
Last time we flew, I noticed two women who were flying in their pajamas.
People are herded into those planes like animals and conduct themselves similarly.
Owl_Eagle
If what I just wrote made you sad or angry,
it was probably just a joke.
Last time we flew, I noticed two women who were flying in their pajamas.
In my suburban enclave, I notice men, women and children showing up in town for their bagels and coffee wearing pajamas!
My wife bemoans the end of the days when flying was something that you'd get dressed up for and people would act in a civilized manner.
Last time we flew, I noticed two women who were flying in their pajamas.
People are herded into those planes like animals and conduct themselves similarly.
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My aunt was one of those who would get well dressed to fly. In those days, flying was a big event and a big event called for proper dress. I still remember her in her hat and white gloves. Classy lady.
I don't dress up largely for comfort. To fly 4 hours or so to Las Vegas would be just about impossible if I were all dolled up. I wouldn't do pajamas, but hey, whatever is comfortable.
This is not just confined to airlines. Seats on a bus or in a theater are not conductive to a normal size person, let alone a fat woman like me. Even worse is how much space is between rows. The last set of buses our local transit authority purchased has unevenly spaced rows. Some have sufficient space; for other rows, you have to be Twiggy to sit down. Funny thing is that we hear all the time how fat Americans are -- is this trend toward narrowing seats and rows supposed to encourage us to lose weight? If so, I don't think it's working.
...and we should have a prohibition on guys wearing tank tops and shorts on planes.
A few years ago, I flew from Sydney to Honolulu...the Aussie in front of me went to the Loo, put on his PJs, came back and slept for virtually the entire 9 hours.
His wife woke him about 30 minutes before landing and he reversed the process.
Your wife and I must be old school friend, 'cause I remember those days too.
Being just a little sprout in the early 60's, my mom taking us to the airport to pick up my dad, the passengers looking like they just stepped off the set of "Father Knows Best" or "The Donna Reed Show", except not that casual.
Gee, the next thing you know ocean cruises wouldn't be as glamorous as those 1930s movies anymore.
Well, considering the screening process at security, you might as well fly nekkid...less stuff to do in line at the security checkpoint.
had "sky caps" who met you and carried YOUR LUGGAGE and out of the airport'; had Stewardess' who were well groomed friendly AND helpful; rarely had more than one stop to reach our destination; not to mention luxurious and roomy seating?
Now we're lucky if the slob in the seat next to you has bathed in the past week, wears clothes usually found in dumpsters and if they are within 100 lbs of their "desired" weight, use 1/3 of your seat as well.
They come on the plane carrying crates of what appears to be pigs and chickens that they attempt to cram in the overhead, smashing your belongings to a pulp.
I used to prefer a window seat but no longer can I tolerate being crammed in by these slobs so I sit on the aisle, however that is not without it's hazzards - crates of pigs and chickens hitting you in the head, some child who is left defensless by his or her parents, whacks you with his backpack.
I have even had a "flight attendant" sit a toddler next to me and ask me to "help him with his meal (back in the days when there was one) because his mommy is 6 rows ahead with a baby." I responded, "No thanks but I'll gladly give the you my seat so you can feed the child yourself."