Showing posts with label gender. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gender. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2012

The Post-Flight Questionnaire: Who Was Your Seatmate?


Co-blogger Crosscheck and I fly pretty often (both over 100,000 flight miles last year) but rarely are we traveling together (we live in different countries). So whenever one of us flies, the other always asks:


Who was your seatmate?

Every once in a while there are stories of the Person of Size, the guy with a sleeveless t-shirt (shudder), the teen with oversize laptop computer (more about that in a future post), the Global Services member who sells pistachios for a living, the off-duty pilot, or the hot chick (yeah!).

With that in mind, it occurred to me that there ought to just be a form we can fill out and e-mail to the other person...like the one I created below...

What would you ask about your friend's seatmate?


Airline (and aircraft type):

From (airport code):
To (airport code):

My seatmate was:

Sex
_ Empty next to!
_ Male
_ Female
_ Honestly? Not sure

Size
_ Small
_ Medium
_ Large
_ POS

Hygiene
_ Clean
_ Dirty

Noise
_ Totally Quiet
_ Quiet except for "hello" or "may I get up please?"
_ Chatty in a harmless way
_ Flirting
_ Would not fucking shut up

Looks
_ Scary looking
_ Average
_ Hot!

Attire
_ Dressed casually but OK
_ In goddamn sweats
_ In business attire
_ Functionally? Practically naked.

Age
_ Crying baby
_ Kid (<18)
_ Youngish (18 to 29)
_ Medium age (30s or 40s)
_ Freakin' old! (>40)
_ Old Timer

Job/Career
Probably works as a:   ______

Comments/Noteworthy:

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Feel free to use it, and if you get anyone good - drop us a line at exitrowaisle@gmail.com.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

First Class Legroom. Or Something.

Stumbled across this Southwest Airlines tv commercial from the early 1970s.

Enjoyable.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

All the Single Ladies...

To the other female priority passengers out there:

You're not alone. But it might seem like it.

Next time you're in business class, waiting to board with the other priority customers, or hanging out in the lounge, take note of how many women there are in the vicinity. Don't count the ladies who are obviously there with their 1k husbands/lovers and are reaping the benefits of being on the same itinerary. I'm talking about the lone female road warriors. Not very many, are there?

I'm in the club right now, and I count four women (including me) out of 40+.

I have many theories about this (glass ceiling, family priorities, etc). Your thoughts?