Neither. They dig pilots who fly fighter jets!
I've heard many "air show circuit" stories and
zero "Dear Penthouse magazine, I thought these letters were fake until it happened to me. I was in line at the SNA McDonalds ordering a McRib..."
LOL. Here's an airshow story for you Doug.
So am at the DMA airshow in '05 with my F-117 as the display pilot. Am parked next to a F-15C and am talking with that pilot....actually, mostly listening to him talk about himself, his sexual conquests, and his squadron, but still........he's your standard pressed and tailored flightsuit with zipper 2 inches below the neck, the rectangle-lens AF issue sunglasses, Eagle Driver patch on the shoulder, and NAPAG tab on his pen pocket. I'm my standard garbage bag looking, 2 sizes too big (but comfortable) flightsuit, zipper 1/3 of the way down and sleeves slid up....looking like someone who actually works. I figured he was only talking to me because there wasn't some other Eagle guy there, so he had to reduce himself to comingling with anyone in a flightsuit.....at least I was AF and not some other service. Anyhow as we're talking, he's constantly pointing out good looking women walking around the flightline area and pretty soon, a group of nubile coeds from U of A come walking up to where he and I are standing (between our respective aircraft displays.....he says "I got dibs on all of them" as they approach) and proceed to talk with us, as they're talking amongst themselves. One of the girls begins "Hi guys.....mind if we ask you guys a question?" Of course he gives the Steve Canyon-esqe "go ahead ladies, what would you like to know...?" The one speaking asks "So we were wondering, how much better of a pilot do you have to be to fly THAT plane (pointing to the Stealth), than say.....oh...that one (pointing to the Eagle)?" Thoroughly amused at my chance to toss one back in this guy's court (and seeing the "I can't believe she said that" look in the Eagle guy's face), I proceed to explain how for every 500 fighter pilots that apply to our program, only one gets selected. To which he, shocked at that, replies "that's a load of bull....". And I was able to retort with, "as you can see ladies, this here was obviously one of our non-selectees." I start immediately receiving all sorts of colorful expletives about my POS airplane, none of this helping the Eagle guy's cause with the ladies. The coeds invite me to a party they're having that night at their on-campus house, but I politely decline and shift them over to my maintenance guys who were over at the jet, explaining to the coeds that while I'm only the public face of the plane, it's those guys over there that make this thing work....in fact, I only borrow it for my 2.0 per sortie. They're the ones you really want to spend the time with.
I heard they had a great time.