The airliner pushed back from the gate, the flight attendant gave the passengers the usual information regarding seat belts, etc.
Finally, she said, “Now sit back and enjoy your trip while your captain, Judith Campbell, and crew take you safely to your destination.”
Ed sitting in the eighth row thought to himself, “Did I hear her right? Is the captain a woman?”
When the attendants came by with the drink cart, he said “Did I understand you right? Is the captain a woman?”
“Yes,” said the attendant, “In fact, this entire crew is female.”
“My God,” said Ed, “I’d better have two scotch and sodas. I don’t know what to think with only women up there in the cockpit.”
“That’s another thing sir,” said the attendant, “We no longer call it the cock pit.”
“It’s the Box office.”
i was on a flight friday… there was a gentleman about 3 rows back, the flight attendant walked by prepping for takeoff, he goes “Waitress! WAITRESS!!!” (she was not happy/amused). i almost spewed diet soda on the girl in front of me. he proceeded to have a conversation with another guy 3 or 4 rows away from him rehashing their vietnam war experiences for the next 15 minutes (they didn’t know each other, it was actually pretty interesting). same flight, 2 rows in front of me… guy, muscle shirt, fur vest… carrying a bongo drum. it was like teenage captain caveman. i love people watching at the airport, it almost sucks the misery out of traveling.
Kelly, I agree. People watching is the best! You wouldn’t believe how many people mistake female pilots for FAs and male FAs for pilots…pretty funny: )