FlightLog: The Novel Adventures of a Stewardess Wannabe Who Becomes a Flight Attendant

"It was 1978. People didn't have home computers, video players, or answering machines. We rented our telephones from local phone companies and hand-wrote letters. The terms 'politically correct' and 'African-American' had not been coined. 'Eating disorders' and 'alternate lifestyles' were not yet common household phrases. Only strippers wore thongs, which made perfect sense to me, as they only caused one to gyrate their hynie in a desperate attempt to dislodge the bothersome wedgie."

So wri...