Airports. Perhaps the one place mankind’s stress levels reaches the burst point equal to a zombie apocalypse. Offspring out of control, running round making high-pitched noises loud enough to drive you to insanity. Couples fighting, screaming at each other for no good reason and certainly not coming closer to any solution other than behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of buffoons. Elderly couples and old ladies wandering mindlessly and not to forget painfully slow around like goldfish in a bowl pondering upon the meaning of life. However, of all these unforgivable crimes committed daily at airports all around the globe, there is one far greater than the others. Our society is built up of order and rules, yes? For instance at our train stations there are yellow lines preventing you from being squashed to strawberry-jam on the train tracks. Any sensible human being will not cross this painted line unless necessary to board the train. Except when the line is at an airport! When the same yellow line is painted around the luggage belt there seems to be an off-switch in the brains of most functioning people! This of course allows them to believe that it is perfectly within the norms of the society to stand in-front of the line completely blocking the way for any educated person waiting patiently behind the line until their luggage arrives. Had everyone upheld this rule there could have been harmony, co-operation and everyone could claim their luggage in peace. Instead, when there is a heard of mumbling mindless sheep drooling inside the yellow line about 2 centimetres from the luggage band it encourages to the most ferocious and intense battle. After struggling and sweating through the masses to reach your bag any human understanding of etiquette and moral has entirely been shut down. As you swing your bag around you almost sense an evil glee as you hit the mindless gentleman to your left in the hip a bit harder that nescecserry (secretly wishing you had shoved you bag into his slightly more sensitive parts simply to prove a point). And with a countless “pardon me” you push through the ranks almost knocking over someone’s offspring (on purpose) on your way to freedom. And at last you collapse upon your bags trying to collect the small part of control you once possessed whilst glaring at the collection of idiots falling over one another inside the yellow line… And you dream of a life where mankind could just think!

Nevertheless, dream no more fellow solider. There are still some of us that values order and common etiquette. We must join forces and lead these poor souls into the light creating a peaceful airport-environment for the future!