My flight was delayed a few days ago and we were departing a from a gate in ATL next to where Hooters Air operates.
Thinking I'm going to see a lot of whooping and hollering hot wing geeks gawking at the girls, I saw something completely different.
The gate agent, just a regular contracted Delta gate agent seemed regular, but then there was a "Hooters Girl" next to the ticket podium looking disinterested and almost nervous because she had no function other than just standing there. She wasn't all that attractive, of course unless you're into the 45 year old bar fly heavy smoker type.
The passengers were mostly old people traveling to Myrtle Beach. It seemed to be a mix of elderly people, the "Greyhound/Valujet" crowd and a suprisingly small assortment of "standard" passengers of both genders.
For all I gathered, it had all the Las Vegas excitement of a bunch of locals dining on $1.99 steak and eggs at a smoky roadside casino along I-15.
Thinking I'm going to see a lot of whooping and hollering hot wing geeks gawking at the girls, I saw something completely different.
The gate agent, just a regular contracted Delta gate agent seemed regular, but then there was a "Hooters Girl" next to the ticket podium looking disinterested and almost nervous because she had no function other than just standing there. She wasn't all that attractive, of course unless you're into the 45 year old bar fly heavy smoker type.
The passengers were mostly old people traveling to Myrtle Beach. It seemed to be a mix of elderly people, the "Greyhound/Valujet" crowd and a suprisingly small assortment of "standard" passengers of both genders.
For all I gathered, it had all the Las Vegas excitement of a bunch of locals dining on $1.99 steak and eggs at a smoky roadside casino along I-15.