A man was laying sprawled across three entire seats in the posh theatre.
When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the man, “I’m sorry, sir, but you we only allow one seat per person in this theatre”.
The man groaned when the usher spoke to him, but didn’t budge at all, he just lay there motionless.
The usher became impatient with the man. “I’m sorry sir, if you don’t get up from there I’m going to have to call the manager.”
Again, the man just groaned, which infuriated the usher who turned and marched briskly back up the aisle in search of his manager.
In a few moments, both the usher and the manager returned and stood over the man.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the man, but with no success.
Finally, they summoned the police to help them to deal with what had now become an awkward situation.
A local policeman arrived and he surveyed the situation briefly then asked the man, “All right buddy, what’s your name?”
“It’s Sam,” the man moaned.
“Where are you from, Sam?”
With pain in his voice, Sam replied “The balcony.”
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