On a recent business trip, I found myself on a Lufthansa flight within Europe. If you don’t have to pay for it yourself, the value for money that airline provides is quite something. On a more serious note, I considered my last flight not particularly pleasant. I had to take a late flight and was a bit too tired to do any productive work. I was not tired enough to sleep, so I just lethargically endured the trip. This drew my attention to something rather peculiar. Maybe I just had bad luck, but the stewardesses on that flight were old hags. More concretely, two were old hags. A third woman was in her thirties and seemingly of Middle Eastern origin. In Germany, ethnic hires are all the rage, so instead of a tall slim German blonde with a nice pair of tits they put an overweight Muslima on the flight. My eyes had absolutely nothing to feast on.
Being a whiny faggot really makes you aware of quite a few problems. Here, the issue was that those poor old women were forced to serve water, orange juice, and readymade crappy food to travelers who’d rather be somewhere else. What kind of life is that? I think that being a stewardess is only an attractive job for, well, young attractive and promiscuous women. Due to the demands of their job, they very frequently get to stay in cities that are at least large enough to justify an airport. This means that they work for a few days, followed by parting, drinking, and fucking for a few days. Rise, rinse, repeat. That kind of lifestyle probably wears you out pretty quickly, but for those women, it might beat going to the same old clubs weekend after weekend and taking dick in exchange for cocaine cut with arsenic.
I’m hardly exaggerating, by the way. I bumped into a few stewardesses over the years who had more or less that kind of lifestyle. Some were even bragging about all the rich guys the fuck in the hotels their employers puts them up in. A friend of mine who has to travel a lot for business claims that stewardesses are the biggest sluts you can find, but I have to take his word for it. His sample is probably very biased.
Not all stewardesses are sluts, though. The young overweight ones with an ethnic background who get hired due to political correctness most certainly aren’t, because they can’t. Their appearance will prevent them from pursuing that kind of lifestyle. Yet, a young attractive stewardess who likes to keep her legs together could easily leverage the perks of her jobs for the purpose of finding a well-off husband. Pilots earn very well. Guys flying first-class make even more money. A young hot stewardess would thus have plenty of eligible guys to choose from. Viewed from that perspective, becoming a stewardess could be seen as the pretty-girl version of studying medicine in order to find a well-off husband.
The demands of the job, however, make it impossible to have a normal family life. I can’t even imagine how it’s possible to raise children with a stewardess mother. The obvious choice would thus be to hitch a well-off guy within a few short years and stay at home aferwards to raise kids. No matter how you view it, that would be a very solid plan.
But what if a stewardess misses her chance? Let’s say she enjoyed too much getting bukkake’d in swanky hotels. She’s known to be a slut and no guy wants to put a ring on her. For some reason, she does not want to quit her job either. The result is that she’ll keep doing braindead menial work at 40,000 feet, hitting 30, 40, 50, 60 on the way. (One of the stewardesses on my flight looked as if she was in her early 60s.) She’s trapped because guys would find the prospect of dating her unappealing for that reason alone, even in the unrealistic case that her age wasn’t an issue. She can’t have a normal relationship, let alone a family. The worst part of it, though, is that they hold on to a job that could be much better utilized by someone younger, either a young slut or a young savvy woman looking for a well-off partner. Of course, you also have to look at the collateral damage: one more old hag on the plane means that there is one fewer slut to bang in some big city on the weekend and one fewer hot stewardess checking whether you have fastened your seatbelt.