The correct etiquette when some bastard is sitting in your reserved train seat

EVERYONE hates asking people to move out of your reserved seat. Luckily there is established etiquette for this challenging social situation. Follow these steps to the letter.

Put off the issue

In your desperate desire to avoid confrontation, wander further down the carriage having strangely decided to check there isn’t another seat 45J. Gosh, what a surprise, there isn’t, and you’ll have to ask them to move. Embolden yourself not with courage, but the thought of standing all the way to Crewe.

Do a rapid risk assessment of the seat thief 

Calculate the potential aggro involved in reclaiming your seat. Seat bandits fall into two categories:

Low risk: Nice old pensioners; student girls; anyone reading a book

High risk: Snarky teenagers; people who resemble extras from The Football Factory; gaggle of chavs with obligatory underclass dog

Suited and booted business drones can go either way. You are now fully appraised of the situation, not that it helps because you’ve still got to tell them to move.

Garble your straightforward request

What you’re trying to say is something polite but firm, eg. ‘Excuse me, I’ve booked this seat. Would you mind moving?’ What you will actually say is: ‘It seems [inaudible mumbling] mistake I actually my seat because… Crewe! Not your fault! So… [long pause]… 45J!’ Basically if you sound like a Hugh Grant character having an aneurysm, you’re hitting the right note.

Discover you’re a prejudiced bastard

As the teenage ‘gang’ you assumed were all carrying knives to stab you with immediately vacate their seats with a polite ‘Sorry mate, we just wanted to sit down for a bit’, make a mental note not to be a vile bigot in future. 

The flipside of this is discovering the nice lady in her 60s you expected to move instantly is a perma-furious Daily Express-reading cow who cannot imagine ever being in the wrong and is going to argue the toss as if you just accused her of having sex with dogs.

Don’t let them use seat thief mind tricks on you

A devious seat thief will point to an empty seat and say, ‘Can’t you just sit there?’ The answer to this is: ‘F**k you and the delayed Avanti train you rode in on. I’ve paid 90 quid so I’m not having the f**king nuisance of having to move when the rightful owner of that seat gets on in 15 minutes. So no, I can’t sit there, you lazy f**king shitweasel.’ In reality you’ll just say ‘Actually I’d prefer to sit here’, but the point stands.

Have a disappointingly underwhelming argument

Due to films like A Few Good Men, you instantly gear up to a dramatic argument in which you eloquently defend your right to the seat with devastating logic and memorable turns of phrase. In reality your sole contribution to this epic battle of the wills is: ‘Well I’ve booked it I’m afraid.’ At this point your opponent will instantly cave, which is the right outcome but not as cinematic as you bellowing ‘YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!’ 

Rewrite history in the retelling

We are all the heroes of our own stories, they say. When you relate the seat incident to your partner that evening, add a dramatic yet witty narration that turns it into a thrilling tale of a plucky underdog who refused to take any shit. Don’t worry if they yawn and mumble about going to bed – it was just so exciting it’s worn them out.

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Ignorant, spiteful Paris Olympics opening ceremony to gloss over how great Britain is

THE opening ceremony of the Olympic Games in Paris will be so obsessed with France and French national identity that Britain will go unmentioned, fans fear.

Despite the opening ceremony of the 2012 Olympics being acclaimed around the world, the egotistical French plan to make tonight all about them with their superior neighbour relegated to the background.

Athlete Ryan Whittaker said: “Isn’t that just typical of the French? The worst kind of nationalism.

“Off the top of my head they could have included the Beatles, Lancelot, Isaac Newton, the Magna Carta, that elephant shitting all over the Blue Peter studio and our 1996 invention of the vodka Red Bull, none of which were in the last one.

“Instead, jingoistically, they’ve focused the whole thing on their sordid history of guillotining Royals, Emperor Napoleon, and unpopular French characters like the Hunchback of Notre Dame, Asterix and Sophie la girafe.

“By pretending Serge Gainsbourg is preferable to Led Zeppelin they’re slapping their global audience in the face. I pity them. This could have been a wonderful celebration of their joyful proximity to a world-leading nation. Instead it’s a tawdry show of Frenchness.”

He added: “Vicki Michelle hasn’t received so much as a phone call from them. That’s simply rude.”