Can you imagine what would happen if airlines had no limit for luggage.
Passengers would just keeping loading and loading and well, guess, loading!
I’ll bet you some guys would even put some bags on the wings, tying
them tightly so they don’t fall,
I’m pretty sure that in all excitement everyone would forget that
at some stage the plane needs to take off.
Who cares if the plane can take off?
That’s not my problem.
Whoever needs to deal with it will sort it out!
That’s not my baby!
It’s the pilot or captain’s baby I don’t know.
Honestly, I really don’t care.
As long as my luggage is on the plane, that’s really what I’m worried about.
As long as I got all the space I need,
As long as I’m sure that everything I’ve brought is on the plane!
Ladies and gentlemen!
You got to know your limits!
You got to define the limits!
You got to set the boundaries!
Nobody’s gonna do this for you.
When you don’t set the limits like this plane, everybody
just comes and dumps their stuff on you,
They don’t care that other folks are already dumping their stuff on you,
Everyone’s loading, we might as well!
You think you are kind,
They say you are stupid.
You think you are patient,
They say you don’t have a life.
You think you are being a friend,
They say what a fool!
You don’t set the limits,
Nobody knows when to stop loading the luggage,
stop adding to the problems,
Because you are around, every day of the year is Christmas
Set the limits,
Or before you know it,
You gonna be like that plane, filled to capacity but going nowhere.
Then everyone laughs at this overloaded plane that’s all over the runway but flying nowhere!
(inspired by a chat I had with a friend weeks ago. This was originally written under my Facebook notes on 9 February 2009 but I have now decided to reach a wider audience.)