The other side
Strange though it may seem, I'd say well over 50% of the men I meet by chance or at parties or similar aren't remotely interested in flying. Which means a typical conversation goes something like this:
Him: So what do you do when you're not working?
Me: I fly; I have a pilot's licence.
Him...stunned silence, while he completely reorganises all ideas and preconceptions of what I'm like, then...
Him: Er...Do you enjoy it?
That's before I even mention helicopters. If and when I do they either disappear in sheer panic, or start angling for a free flight, usually...believe it or not...the first!