Have you ever noticed that as an airline's service gets worse, their flight attendants get better? It's true. All the bargain basement, blue light special carriers have witty, attractive attendants. Sure they have no first class, no phones, no power outlets, no seating assignments, no business travel perks, no executive lounges, absolutely no leg room for anyone over 4'8", and only tiny packets of two year old honey roasted peanuts, but their flight attendants are all testing their material for An Evening At The Improv at 33K feet. I suppose they figure if they can't keep you amused while your knees are compressed into your ribcage and you are choking on a moldy peanut, you won't ever fly them again, regardless of how cheap the airfare. The premium carriers, they may give you all the frequent flyer perks, but the attendants are just as likely to smack you as serve you. I suppose since they have to deal with all our Platinum Class, million mile club, don't disturb me while my head is buried in a laptop whining, they get tired of putting up with our crap. I'm surprised some of them just don't pour the coffee in our laps.
Jim Parisi