A few weeks ago I jumpseated with a mixed crew - a very senior captain and a female F/O I had seen on the crew bus a few times.
When I get abord and ask for the ride, the Cap makes the joke "Did you know that God never intended women to fly?"
"Uhhhhhh, no I answered" very uncomfortably.
"if he did, he would've made the sky pink." then he lets a huge belly laugh. He looks over his shoulder at me with a look on his face as if "who's side are you on - her's or mine?". I just kinda blew it off, but the F/O didnt. As I was securing my roll-aboard in the second observer seat the F/O shot the captain a look that would've killed.
I had just come off a midnite shift and all I wanted to do was fly home. The flight was full and I had to ride up front, which as a dispatcher I usually enjoy - however, not on this trip. It was the beginning of a 4-day together for these two. During the entire flight to ORD they didnt say word one to each other - and spoke to me only once. The tension in the flight deck was soooo present you could've cut it with a knife, to which I attributed to the cap's very off-color remark, especially to a female F/O he had never flown with.
When we got to ORD, there was a "heated discussion" we'll call it over a taxi clearance - the F/O and I heard the clearance clearly, but the captain didnt and started following his own clearance. When we got to the gate (finally!), I thanked the captain for the ride (as I always do), and told the F/O "Have a fun trip!" The look in her eyes was 'yeah right'. Two days later at work they call me over the radio to pass a word to the crew desk that she's going enroute sick after arrival - I'm sure she was fed up with the way he ran a flight deck.