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View submission: Foot in mouth Sunday
I was running late for a booked train, which I had reserved seats on. Managed to make it by the skin of my teeth, stumbled through the mostly empty carriage to my booked seat only to find a gentleman already sat there.
“Excuse me mate, you are in my seat”.
Queue a big sigh, much shuffling and grumbling, before he stood up, retrieved his guide dog from under the seat and wandered off to the next carriage.
There's nothing here!