The life of the air hostess has
always seemed glamourous. They’re always dressed up in suits and high heels
trotting past with pilots while you queue to be screened through security for
the umpteenth time. Lately though, we’ve seen less barbie dolls and more trolley
dollies. The chance to glance at stranger’s crotches while pretending to check
that their seatbelt has been fastened has been irresistible to some. The passenger
is forced to sit there while the admirer observes their six-pack, beer belly
and stiffy. No wonder they call it the mile-high club. And it’s not just on take-off
and landing. If they can sneak up and catch you unawares just before serving
you drinks or a hot meal they can get another quick glance before your table
tray comes down. If you get your blanket out, at least you can hide away from their
gaze. Unless you’re a woman, then it’s a whole different game.
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