Flying with chicks (I can call them that, my mom said so) ROCKS, most of the time.
There are a few out there who take the whole Anything-You-Can-Do thing too seriously. But the one's who show up to have fun and know how to be 'one of the guys' often turn out to be the most memorable trips. Especially when they bring up the fun "topics" before you do.
The first female captain I ever flew with used to take her shoes off, put her feet up on the instrument panel and (literally) stroke the yoke in her hands. She'd wait till you noticed and you gave her that "What's up?" look. Then she'd kinda smile, raise her eyebrows and say "What are we doin tonite?" Knowing this would make you a little uncomfortable, she'd smile again and say "You seeeee, it's ALL about the lapdance." Now, I'm still not sure what that means, but I'll really never forgot it.
Maybe it was just the company I worked for, but pretty much all the women turned out to be about that laid back. I miss it. I'd go back and fly with them all again, anytime. Except, of course, Little Miss "I'm entitled" and the crybaby (who, by the way was pretty HOT, which is another reason I couldn't write her up. But at least I got to turn to her and say "Are you crying? There's no CRYING in FLYING!!) You only get that chance once in a lifetime.
Anyone else had any REALLY fun experiences with the opposite-gender crewmember? Ladies stories, too, please.