the other side of the story

The other side of the story!

Greetings this is the bag AKA Red. You can call me whatever you like I’ve heard it all! I just want to tell you my side of the story. None of what has been said about me is true. I’m not big I’m a natural + size. It’s the way I was made some 5 or 6 years ago. Ever since buddy wat’s his name bought me I’ve been subjected to what might be called bag abuse. I’ve been stuffed to the point that zipper complained and refused to close unless I was sat on! Then I was tossed around thrown into dark and scary places dropped on to roller coasters Left out in the rain had hundreds of other bags dropped on me  etc etc.

All of the above just brings us to this trip. Now no bag should have to put up with being stuffed with 6 litres of alcohol 2 cans of bottom paint a bunch of electronics and books a whole lot of clothes a complete fleecy sheet set and some other stuff. Then because the stuffer is an idiot and refused to take the wheels I get blamed for being too heavy! I could have rebelled and opened a seam and let everything fall out or conspired with zip so stuff could get loose that way or shook when the nice security officer or the customs guy was there so they could here the bottles clink. But no I didn’t do any of that I just did my job above and beyond (pun intended) and I get  blamed for sore backs, hernia’s heart attacks and who knows what else? And now I’m just discarded and thrown in a dark moldy smelly space until I’m needed again Phooy I might just quit and let bozo carry his own stuff. Rant over.