how air travel has changed

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Northwest Airlines hired its first stewardesses – now known as flight attendants – in March 1930. In the beginning, these “feminine aids” had to be registered nurses, a requirement that was relaxed at the start of World War II.

Recently, "feminine aids" have a distinctly different meaning.

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Organist Nan Bergin serenaded luxury-class passengers aboard Northwest Airlines’ New York-Chicago-Minneapolis-St. Paul flight in November 1959.

I remember when they had a cassette tape player in
the DC-3. It was jammed, we listened to the same tape on
every ride to altitude.

I was unsure if no one could figure out how to open it
or whether the pilot just liked the Eagles.

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I remember when they had a cassette tape player in
the DC-3. It was jammed, we listened to the same tape on
every ride to altitude.

I was unsure if no one could figure out how to open it
or whether the pilot just liked the Eagles.

So what would you do if had a rough night, and hated the fucking Eagles, man?

"There are only three things of value: younger women, faster airplanes, and bigger crocodiles" - Arthur Jones.

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I remember when they had a cassette tape player in
the DC-3. It was jammed, we listened to the same tape on
every ride to altitude.

I was unsure if no one could figure out how to open it
or whether the pilot just liked the Eagles.

So what would you do if had a rough night, and hated the fucking Eagles, man?

Jump?

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I remember when they had a cassette tape player in
the DC-3. It was jammed, we listened to the same tape on
every ride to altitude.

I was unsure if no one could figure out how to open it
or whether the pilot just liked the Eagles.

So what would you do if had a rough night, and hated the fucking Eagles, man?

Fuck you man! You don't like my fucking music, get your own fucking DC-3!

True story...
An ex and I, and another couple, were taking a cab
for the 2-minute ride from the hotel to the bar.
She adjusts the a/c, then the fan lower, then the vents down.
Then, the radio station, then the volume.
Thinking that the people in back are now too warm,
she adjusts the vents up and the fan higher.

The cab driver looks beaten and says, "Madame... please... what do you want?"


In less than 90 seconds, she had pushed an experienced
cabbie over the edge.