I suspect that the widely reported issues arise more commonly with the older female flight attendants and the male ones.
I’ve observed the same thing although I fly so infrequently these days. I flew a lot starting in the early 1960’s into the ‘70’s and never had a problem with stewardesses. Most of them were in their 20’s and in full bloom. In December of 1971, I caught the United night flight from LAX to PHL coming off my four years of active duty. The commuter flight from San Diego was late to LAX and United arranged for an airport car to drive me and my seabag from my arriving flight across a mile of tarmac to the waiting United 707. I was in my dress blues and the head stewardess arranged for my seabag to be stowed and, when I gave her my ticket, she told me that there were a few vacancies up front and gave me a prime First Class seat. Nowadays, there are no more stewardesses. The flight attendants are typicaly females in that funky pre-post menopausal age and the males mostly see to have their own hormonal problems. Lake of testosterone. I don’t mind them as waiters—oops, sorry, “servers”— but on a flight I’d prefer to turn back the clock and have some flirt-worthy eye candy to serve me my coffee, water and nuts.