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me: thinking about stewardess dorms, how in the 70s there were whole buildings just for stewardesses to live in me: there was...

me: thinking about stewardess dorms, how in the 70s there were whole buildings just for stewardesses to live in

me: there was one next to the original T.G.I.Friday’s, which pioneered the “fern” or “singles bar” fun-place-with-fun-drinks you went to find another Boomer to fuck

me: there were training schools for them too, which calls to mind the old institution of secretarial schools, and girls moving to the city and learning skills to support themselves until they found one of their suitors to fuck them right

me: we don’t have any institution like that anymore, to sop up our excess unmarried women

also me: nursing school?

me: that’s really for the girls that don’t move to the city, and honestly female-written fanfic sexualizes zipless nurse stuff so much less than the “hello, nurse” era where from candy stripers on up nursing was less professionalized and more continuous with in-home care by your intimate relations that I don’t really get the right horny sense

also me: wow, you usually don’t have a good comeback in these things