Last week, I was flying from Hanoi to Ho Chi Minh City. Arriving early at Noi Bai Airport, I was relieved to see only a short line at the counter. I figured 10 minutes would be enough to get through and head to the gate. But I ended up waiting nearly 20 minutes because of what seemed like a minor issue: A woman arguing over her carry-on bag that exceeded the 7-kilogram limit by half a kg.
The passenger, in her early thirties and well-dressed, looked like a frequent flyer. When the attendant weighed her bag and said it was 7.5 kg and had to be checked in, she immediately protested. "Oh, come on, it's just half a kilo. Be flexible! I've flown like this many times before and it was fine," she said.
The attendant calmly explained: "Ma'am, the maximum carry-on weight is 7 kilograms. If it's over the limit, we must check the bag to ensure safety and standard compliance." The woman refused to listen. Her voice rose as she argued that planes carry hundreds of people, so half a kilo "doesn't matter." Passengers behind her began sighing and glancing at their watches as the line stalled.
The attendant stayed patient and polite, but the passenger wouldn't budge. The argument dragged on for nearly twenty minutes, forcing the airline to open another counter so the rest of us could proceed, while the woman continued to complain angrily.
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A carry-on baggage. Photo by Pexels |
I stood there, more disheartened than annoyed. Not because of the half kilogram, but because of the lack of respect for shared rules. Many people think "just a little" does not matter, yet those small exceptions, if repeated everywhere, would add up into chaos and inefficiency.
In aviation, every number counts, from fuel and load to aircraft balance. Half a kilogram isn't "nothing". It's part of a strict safety system. True, that small weight might not endanger a flight, but when you choose to use an airline's service, you also agree to follow its rules.
If everyone demands "flexibility", what's the point of having regulations? And if the staff keep making exceptions, how is that fair to those who follow the rules?
Eventually, just before boarding, I saw the woman in the waiting lounge. She must have given in and paid for her extra baggage. As I walked to the gate, I couldn't stop thinking: Half a kilo sounds trivial, yet it cost dozens of people twenty minutes of their time. Following rules is not just a personal obligation; it's a mark of respect and civility.
The difference between "awareness" and "entitlement" can be as small as a few hundred grams. And if each of us learns to honor those small rules, our journeys, both in the air or in life, would all be much lighter, timelier, and far more pleasant.