Not mine, but published on Page C-2 of today's Washington Post. You'll find the full story at:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn...2003Jun24.html

Here's an excerpt:

Grandma Hooter, as Joyce Wilkie likes to call herself, is flirting again. The 56-year-old flight attendant works the aisle on a mid-June Hooters Air jaunt from Baltimore to Myrtle Beach, S.C., like a drink-pouring, nearest-exit-pointing Mae West.

Dressed in a conventional navy blue flight skirt and flashing a wicked grin, Wilkie -- one of three attendants on board with Federal Aviation Administration training -- doesn't have to be so chummy. That's the job of the two scantily clad blond women with smiles as bright as their orange hot pants at the front of the plane.

But we'll get to those giggly, wiggly Hooters Girls in a moment. It seems that Grandma Hooter is about to make her move.

"I want you to have this," Wilkie whispers in my ear. She drops a Hootersfied version of those classic toy pilot wings in my lap. It's a metal pin featuring a half-naked blond woman straddling a gaudily decorated orange-and-white plane.