Entitled hams stealing better seats at the ballet Went to go see a ballet last night. VIP tickets so access to the private lounge and centre stage steats fourth row from stage. Fantastic. Leave the lounge and go to find our seats and are confused because there's no free four seats in the centre of the row. Father in law stops in front of 2 planets and two small fats. Cokes in hand. Each has a tub of Pringles and share bags of chocolates each. FIL, raging military shitlord he is, takes delight in telling them to stand up so he can check the seat numbers. "We already checked. These are ours. No need." FIL points out the seating plan on the tickets we have proving the tickets are highlighting exactly where they are sitting. Theu huff and groan and get up and low and behold, the seats match our ticket numbers.  Hams act surprised and begrudgingly grab their snacks and shuffle out of the row, not bothering to apologise to all the people they're shoving their fat into on their way past the seats. Ffs it's a fully booked performance. You really thought you could steal someone's expensive seats and not get caught/told to fuck off?