I knew a hell raising single stewardess back in the 70s that was a friend of my younger brother. She would talk of after-flight parties and social hi jinks on flights. She said that when she had young attractive expense account guys she liked on a flight she would change her TWA name tag to get after flight possibilities underway while the drink cart was still open.
I asked, “alternate name tag?” She reached in her purse and pulled out a TWA name tag that read “Fonda Peters” and said it generally was a conversation starter.
That was the 70s for sure.
” That was the 70s for sure..”
Bwaaaa! Fur shure! And no gay male stewards! I was stunned by the beautiful stewardesses on the flights between the Hawaiian Islands.