Hello all, long time listener, first time caller. I now have a story for you all!

This happened about 3 hours ago.

Went to a school orchestra concert in school gym. Event starts at 7 doors open at 630 as parents are arriving and student showtime is at 630.

I go to the gym and there are chairs in the court and a whole wall of bleachers.

Over half the front row is open. These are foldable chairs set out on the court. Probably 10-12 seats. And 4 people, one couple on one end an another lady and child near the middle. I walk up cuz I like end end seats and see a jacket over the two end seats and 3 more empty chairs next to the jacket before the lady and kid.

Kind of annoying the jacket is there and no one around but whatever. So I take a seat next to the jacket.

Well the kid says someone is sitting there and I said, yes me! Then the lady says these seats are saved and I told her nah it's 2026 we don't save seats anymore. She then tells me something else to the effect of who it's for and I said I'm sitting here now.

She gets up and gets about 6 inches or so from my face, I'm all thinking to myself, well here go. I ask "maam please back out of my face" she tells me they are disabled people. Not sure why that mattered that people who had not arrived were disabled, these are not ADA seats and this is an open seating forum. A bit more back and forth, she is still in my face. The kid then says something to the effect of "you can sit here and I'll go get a teacher and Ms. Teacher will make you move. The lady then says to the kid, no just sit down, she won't make "me" move.

So I said to the lady "well why is that?, Why would the teacher not make me move?". You can guess how much she appreciated that comment.

She relents, sits down and tells me I'm very rude. I tell her she is rude for trying to save so many seats in 2026 and I hope she enjoys the performance.

I sat there the entire time surrounded by who I presume is her family. I took my pictures. I smiled, I clapped, and I had a good time. I couldn't tell you if she sneered at me the whole time because I didn't l didn't look at her again.

But I am wondering, was I the entitled person here?

I get saving a seat for someone who is at concession or in a restroom. But half a row for people who are not present? I don't think that's acceptable in 2026, especially in an open seating forum like a school gym.

Edit: spelling, I have fat thumbs and phone keyboards…

2nd Edit: I don't know why the hell people are so hung up on the year but I shall explain my thinking behind this.

I'm an older person and where I grew up, this was pretty common, people saving seats or spots in line in public venues. It was common practice for my parents to always ask people if seats were available before we sat next to them. Maybe it is regional as one commenter suggested.

Places like movie theaters and smaller concert venues didn't used to have pre assigned seating, so seat saving was common.

Then came the advent of pre assigned seating.

As many of these public forums have made a switch to preassigned seats in the last couple decades, I have noticed this practice go by the wayside and it seems very rare these days beyond someone who has already arrived and went to use the restroom or buy something to eat or drink.

Hello reddit! I'm on a quest to tell some of my stories about my crazy life. I write them whenever I randomly remember em. My mom said I should write em down. I write in a format that makes sense to mee, so sorry if it's strange.

TW: Mentions of false rape allegations + implied animal death

TL;DR: Girl fakes an allergy to latex. Teacher takes it seriously. Girl reveals day of dissection that she doesn't like latex and that's why she said that. Isn't allowed to watch. Attempts to claim the teacher raped her.

This story takes place back when I was in high school. Our science teacher (M32) was a really really nice guy. He, once a year, would bring in a cat fetus for dissection. Now i'm(F16 at the time) a soft hearted person. And didn't want to do the dissection, and was allowed to bow out. Now. Let's bring in our antagonist. Sarah Lee(F17) is a pathological liar. On her first day of school, she gave a false name and pretended that her real name wasn't hers. Leaving the school in panic for hours. Sarah Lee told the teacher, who we'll call Mr.Roberts, that she was deathly allergic to latex. That she couldn't touch the stuff period. Otherwise she'd have a bad allergy attack. So, Mr.Roberts was like. "Okay. Don't worry about it. I'll get a special box of gloves just for you."

Day of the dissection comes. I'm siting away from the table in the middle doing a work sheet instead of taking notes. The class dons their gloves. Sarah Lee tries on the alternate gloves. She then takes them off, tosses them, and reaches for the latex ones. Mr.Roberts says, "No! Don't! Those are latex." Sarah Lee says, "Oh don't worry about it. I'm not ACTUALLY allergic. I just hate the sound of latex. But the other gloves are sooooo uncomfortable." Mr.Roberts quickly goes from confused... to pissed. So. He told her to go sit away from the table in the middle. She asked why. Mr.Roberts told her that witnessing the dissection was a privilege, and she just lost it. So, she went to sit down and started to BAWL her eyes out. Screaming, crying, asking "How could you do this to me!?" over and over.

I was just chilling. Watching her go nuts. I had finished my work sheet at this point, and was pretending to read a book while actually witnessing her glorious meltdown. And then. She screams the thing that would make the next week a living hell for Mr.Roberts. "I'M GOING TO TELL EVERYONE YOU TOUCHED ME!" I froze. Not everyone heard what she said, but those who did were stunned. Everyone thought she was bluffing. Yeah, Sarah Lee was mean and ornery, but not THAT evil right? Right? Wrong. The next week... we get a sub in Mr.Robert's classroom. He was put on leave because SARAH LEE ACTUALLY DID IT. She went up to the office and told them that Mr.Roberts had held her down and assaulted her in a HALLWAY. Not a classroom. A hallway.

For that week, Sarah Lee was saying that Mr.Roberts was going to get fired. She was sure of that. And that she was going to tell the police her story too. Well. She was wrong. Mr.Roberts came back. The cameras, of course, caught nothing during the time frame she gave for when the assault supposedly happened. Sarah Lee didn't think they'd check the cameras. They thought they'd take her word for it at face value, and arrest him. Especially since she was a female student and he was a male teacher. Sarah Lee got a stern talking to by the principal and the police about false allegations. But no further punishment was really pushed for. Everyone in my class was interrogated as well to see if Sarah Lee was trying to report he attacked her, but in reality someone else had been attacked and she was coming forward for that person. Every. Single. One. Said she was threatening him, fighting with him over gloves, ect. So Mr.Robert's was in the clear. Sarah Lee didn't learn her lesson though. Mr.Roberts had picked up the wrong bag to bring to work that day, and it still had a bottle of vodka in it that was a gift for his and his wife's anniversary. Sarah Lee saw a glimpse of it, and told the principle that Mr.Roberts had vodka in his bag. Then added the lie of "And he's pouring shots for the kids!". While pretending to act drunk. Mr.Roberts actually was put on leave for a month on that one. Sarah lee got a single day of detention for that. Which she showed up for roll call, asked to go to the bathroom, and just went to her classes as normal

EDIT: changed a couple words.

Hey folks. Remembered another story from my high school days. I know I posted earlier, but I wound up remembering another random story. Sorry about the format, I format how it makes sense to me.

Warning: Testing food allergies and mentions of blood.

TL;DR: girl didn't believe my garlic sensitivity and poisoned me.

I'mma try to make this one clearer then my last post lol. Anyways. So this takes place back when I was 15. I have a garlic sensitivity. It's not an allergy because I don't go into anaphylaxis. Instead the soft tissues of my mouth split open and I get mouth and throat ulcers. It hurts a lot. But isn't deadly. Yeah yeah. Get the vampire comments out. My sensitivity can take very very very small amount of garlic powder without tearing up my mouth too much. But that's pretty much it. Garlic oil is the worst possible thing for me since it's concentrated. This means I have to get special ordered pizzas. Very light sauce and no garlic butter. It kills me to have this sensitivity because I LOVE pizza, but there's some places I just can't risk it. Usually, my teachers were very accommodating. I had one or two teachers who refused to buy a specialized pizza for me, but that was fine.

The student body president worked with the school to set up a pizza party that was for our grade having a 60% above average score on some kind of test. I can't remember what exactly it was called. We'll call the president Savanna. Savanna is... a semi nice girl. As long as you adhere to her world view. Anything that seemed too unusual or not to her liking she'd be vicious to(I.e. mostly being racist, homophobic, and sexists Ideas). Small town though, so what can ya do? Anyways. I skip the party, because I doubt she'd get me a special pizza because she's one of the ones who had complained before about me getting em. But she surprised me at our advisory(Basically a free period where we could do homework, play games, read, or do whatever we wanted for an hour.) with a pizza she told me was garlic free. I was actually surprised. I apologized for not showing up. Savanna said it was fine, and told me to eat a bit. Now. I wasn't really around garlic enough to recognize the smell or taste of it. My mom has a full blown garlic allergy, and has the same symptoms I do and anaphylaxis.

I ate a couple of bites, and started to feel the tell tale sign of my mouth burning. Savanna said, "HA! I KNEW IT! YOU AREN'T ALLERGIC TO GARLIC! YOU JUST WANTED TO SEEM SPECIAL!" I put the pizza down, picked up a tissue from the nearby teacher's desk, and spat into it. A bit of blood was already tinting my saliva red. Keep in mind this wasn't like a 5 second ordeal. It was more over the span of 30-40 seconds. Possibly an entire minute. My mouth wasn't too bad yet, but it was starting to very slightly bleed. So I showed her the bloody tissue, and said "This is what my allergy does moron. I don't swell up. I bleed." The teacher freaked out. She took me to the nurse's office, and I was given some benadryl. Savanna had been allowed to order the pizzas, and had ordered one with extra garlic butter and heavy sauce to "Test" me. Something a teacher should have paid more attention to, but Savanna was a straight A kid with zero disciplinary reports on her record. Which meant the teachers basically trusted her with everything. Me being someone who loves pizza and has little to no common sense wolfed down a slice without realizing what I just did. I felt like a moron and still do feel like a moron to this day about it.

For once in my long writings, I have a happy ending. Savanna was taken off of her position as student council president. They couldn't trust her staying in that position after... that... stunt. My mouth healed up okay! No scarring. Just pain for a few days when I ate. I now am a LOT more careful with food and never leave the house without my allergy meds.

Hello reddit. Long time lurker, first time poster. I'm not really looking for advice, just posting to feed all the drama-hungry redditors. About 2 weeks ago, me (I am a minor, but would rather not say my exact age) and my best friend (same age as me) let's call her H, went to a music festival. H's younger brother came too. (younger than 8)let's call him A. A is verry energetic and antagonistic. (Classic younger brother.) A decided it would be a funny prank to run up to H and tackle her from behind. A, however, does not have very good spacial awareness (because he is so young) and completely on accident stepped on some lady's (around 55, lets call her karen) dog's water bowl. Mind you, this bowl was just a plastic take-out container, so of course, when A stepped on it, it broke. He immediately apologized and said he didn't see her, but Karen, instead of just moving on, starts cussing out A. I come over to see what's going on, and Karen starts cussing at me too! I tell A to go find his sister, and he runs off crying. I then try to de-escalate the situation. Karen is still screaming about how she now has to go back to the car and get a new water bowl, and what a dumb b\\\*tch A was, and etc. I try to calm her down, and asked if she would like me to try to find a new watter bowl. She says yes, and finally stops screaming. I say again that I'm sorry, and I'll go find her another one. I then proceed to run around this festival, trying to find a bowl for Karen's dog. At one point in my search, I pass by Karen, and she starts yelling AGAIN about how it's taking so long. I tell her I'm doing my best, and will bring one as soon as I can. Eventually, I got a plastic bowl from a cupbop, and bring it to her. She proceeds to cuss me and A out once again, say kids should be banned from the festival, and how "this is why she never had kids." She then takes the bowl, says thank you, and walks away. I have no idea why she couldn't look or at least help look for the bowl, but whatever. Also, this is not me saying she was wrong for being annoyed about the dog bowl , but instead questioning her reaction, the way she treated a literal child, and her not helping me (a wheelchair user by the way) look for HER DOG BOWL. Sorry if my grammer or spelling is bad, english is not my first language. Thank you for reading! (If you are) goodbye!

I live in Chicago. I love showing off my city to friends who live in Wisconsin, where I lived for many years of my adult life.

I buy a lot of pricey tickets to things to show my guests a nice time. I have no issue with that. Amy has been here several times. I spend a decent amount of money when she comes, which is my choice.

In advance of a December trip, Amy told me that her new boyfriend has always wanted to see Chicago in the Christmas season (odd, as he's never seen it in any other season) and that, "He is so happy to do the same stuff we do together. Make sure to include the mentalist. Brian is so happy about seeing that for free."

This is an expensive ticket. It was free for her, as I paid for it. I was not cool to pay for that.

I ended up saying to her, "Let's make a plan, but split costs."

She replied, "Ugh, I told him we had a hook up." Then she went on to talk to me about not being a good host.

This happened back in August at the Zedd concert, but after reading another girl’s FB post about a similar situation, I NEED to get this off my chest. (she ended up giving in to the seller)

The PNE was sold out, so I bought two resale tickets through StubHub. First time using a third party site. Never.again.

About 20 minutes into the concert, the seller shows up with two random girls and puts them directly in front of my boyfriend and I, blocking our view. There are 3 seats available to the right of me and now FIVE people occupying the area.

I ask if the girls have tickets. This man tells me HE sold me the tickets but accidentally sold me the wrong seats and asks us to move. He claims he emailed me updated seats, so I check my email right in front of him. NOTHING. No update, no confirmation.

I tell him these are the seats I paid for, and unless he’s refunding me, I’m not moving (even if he did offer me money I would’ve stayed lol)

YOU SOLD ME THE TICKETS. THEY’RE NOT YOUR SEATS ANYMORE.

The woman behind us gets involved, points out that there are three seats for five people, and threatens to call security. I ask one of the girls if she bought a ticket for those seats. SHE ADMITS SHE DIDN’T. I politely tell her she needs to move because she’s blocking our view.

The guy spends the concert giving us dirty looks while his group keeps moving around until the woman behind us gets security involved because they started blocking their view.

BUT THE TEA DOESN’T END THERE. 💀
At the END OF THE CONCERT, this man WAITED for us just to complain AGAIN about us sitting in “his” seats.

I tell him if he wanted those seats, he shouldn’t have sold them. And if he wants to keep arguing, we can discuss it in front of security.

Like, buddy, if you were trying to get laid that night, maybe don’t sell the seats you planned on using and then get mad at me for cockblocking your plans.

my gut kept telling me he was a certified scammer and he was just upset it wasn’t working this time. The whole situation was sus, and the fact that he WAITED for us after the concert was wild.

Context: Where I live you are legally required to display either a handicapped license plate or a hang tag/placard in your windshield in order to park in handicapped spaces. These spaces are clearly marked with both a sign and paint on the ground.
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This afternoon I parked my car at the library, and then watched an SUV pull up and park diagonally across both a handicapped parking spot and walkway in front of a curb ramp, completely blocking access to both. I know disabilities aren't always visible, but handicapped license plates and placards sure are! The SUV had neither.

The man driving turned off his car, walked to the trunk, got out a few books, and started to walk towards the building. At that point I opened my door, stood up, and called over, "Hey, that spot is reserved for people with disabilities, and you're blocking the accessible entrance!" He responded, "Do YOU need to park here?" and I said, "No, but someone else might."

He told me he only needed to pick up some holds and would just be a minute or two. I replied that he legally cannot park there, and held up my phone as if I was starting to film him, though I actually wasn't. He SCOFFED at me super dramatically, went over to the book drop, shoved his books inside, and got back in his car.

He angrily stared me down from his driver seat, and I stared right on back. Then my phone rang, and I picked it up. He left at that point, and I genuinely hope it's because he thinks I was calling law enforcement to come cite him.

To add insult to injury, there were two open non-handicapped spots adjacent to where the man parked.... As someone who is at the library multiple times a week, I also know there are both a few patrons who use the ramp/spots, as well as library workers going in/out a couple times a day via the curb ramp with carts of books for inter-library loans. Just because someone isn't using the accessible access right when you drive up doesn't mean it's acceptable to block it.