what's up with the crazy lately?
Seriously, people: stop being crazy. It's getting annoying. I've dealt with way too much of it today.
Shawn always tells me to know my own madness. I'd like to take that one step further: own your damn madness. Accept and account for it. Pull your bagagge out and wallow in it for a little bit, then fold it up neatly and go buy a nice matched luggage set for it. You're probably going to have it for a while, so you might as well make friends with it. And more importantly, learn when to keep it to yourselves. You don't need the whole world's help keeping tabs on it. Be a big girl or boy and recognize that every time you open up your carry-on and dump it all over someone else's lap, they may not be interested, may in fact be dealing with trying to make their own bullshit fit in the cramped overhead bin of life.
And if you happen to find some old baggage you don't really need anymore, toss it out. Those bins are tiny, it's impolite to hog all the space.
Shawn always tells me to know my own madness. I'd like to take that one step further: own your damn madness. Accept and account for it. Pull your bagagge out and wallow in it for a little bit, then fold it up neatly and go buy a nice matched luggage set for it. You're probably going to have it for a while, so you might as well make friends with it. And more importantly, learn when to keep it to yourselves. You don't need the whole world's help keeping tabs on it. Be a big girl or boy and recognize that every time you open up your carry-on and dump it all over someone else's lap, they may not be interested, may in fact be dealing with trying to make their own bullshit fit in the cramped overhead bin of life.
And if you happen to find some old baggage you don't really need anymore, toss it out. Those bins are tiny, it's impolite to hog all the space.