When I was in college, a friend of mine interviewed with Delta. At her third interview, she was told she wouldn’t be a good match for the company.
Why?
She gained weight in between interviews, and they were having her weigh in before their meetings.
I was only thinking of Delta because Emily Gillette wanted to nurse her baby on board.
They escorted her off the plane. Seriously! They don’t have boarding pass fakers and KY Jelly smugglers to apprehend?
A Delta-owned dude cleared the air issuing a blanket statement:
“A breast-feeding mother is perfectly acceptable on an aircraft, providing she is feeding the child in a discreet way,” that does not bother others, said Paul Skellon, spokesman for Phoenix-based Freedom. “She was asked to use a blanket just to provide a little more discretion, she was given a blanket, and she refused to use it, and that’s all I know.”
Thanks, Paul. I’d like to cover you with a blanket, buddy.
I know we’ve been over this before, but I’m going to have to alphabetize again
A. Breastfeeding in public is not an exhibitionist sport. It’s feeding a baby. Getting that baby full is much less distracting than a screaming baby kicking at a blanket. Neither of my boys would actually stay under a blanket.
B. If you’re bothered, look away. I find golf clothes bothersome and distracting. I don’t get to tell people not to wear them though.
C. Discreet is not usable information. How do you define it? Is it determined by the old stodgy sitting across the aisle, or by the lactivist blogger?
D. Emily was sitting by the window, separated from the general public by her husband. I frequently think of Kevin as a blanket.
E. When nursing, the baby covers up the areola and the much feared but rarely respected nipple.
As Carter would say, at the top of his lungs, “SOOOOPER STUUUUUUPID.” Rant off.
