She has her own job, and a glamorous one at that (back then).
She’s worked for three years, but has failed on one specific point:
She hasn’t yet bagged a husband.
The other stews manage it in 21 months, leaving a charmed life for laundry and kids.
She can serve cocktails and dinner for 35, smile like she means it, and yet keeps her composure in an emergency. What’s not to like?
Here’s to you, single stewardess! Those crotchety old men don’t know what they’re missing!