Random thought from my flight to Austin from Vegas

I was half asleep when we started to land. The captain came on, said his business, and was followed by the flight attendants doing their typical we're-about-to-land-spiel. They ended it with the obligatory "Welcome to Austin" that always follows those announcements.

About five minutes later, another flight attendant came on the speaker and announced, "We really have to take your sodas now. If you haven't finished them yet, please do so quickly. If you have not finished it by the time we reach your aisle, we will still need to collect them from you at that time. Welcome to Austin."

It was then that the inherent silliness of the "welcome to place" greeting hit me. Welcome to Austin where we force you to throw out soda because we don't want to pick up your trash later.