Not quite... I got on the nerves of some guy next to me (whose seat, admittedly, I was standing in front of...) he TOTALLY went off on one...
I mean wide eyes, fists raised OUT OF NOWHERE. .. pushed me along the row and before I knew it, all his mates (who had probably 'seen this before') had decided to take it upon themselves to get out (Maybe for my own safety, who knows?)
The fact I moved along and down a couple of rows (my seat was already taken by so done else. .. but seeing as everyone was standing, I wasn't gonna be such a petulant cunt as to ask HIM to NOOOOOOOOOOVE!
...the woman who joined in on the gang mentality was the one who called a steward over... he was as bemused (though nowhere near as emarrassed or humiliated) as I was!
There it is in a nutshell...
Totally put of the blue, and unlike ANYTHING I've ever experienced at WHL...
I'm really NOT that type of person, believe me!
As soon as the steward arrived you shd have waved your ticket in his face and asked him, politely, to direct you to your seat