Today, my other half and I went to the cinema to see Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
As we were buying our tickets, the cashier asked us if we wanted standard seats or "Premier" seats (more leg-room, more comfy, etc). We said yes, and dutifully paid an extra quid each.
After taking out a mortgage for some Pick 'n Mix and a drink, we headed into the auditorium and took our seats in row F, just like it said on our ticket.
Now, here's the silly bit. We had paid an extra pound for these seats, but the place was almost empty (the film is now nearing the end of its run, so there were about six people, including us, in the place). We could have bought standard seats and sat in the posh ones. No-one came in during the movie to check that everyone was correctly seated. We would have got away with it.
The thing is, if we had have done that, I would have been uncomfortably aware throughout the whole movie that I was sitting in a seat to which I was not entitled - even though I would not have been depriving anyone else of a seat or doing any serious damage to the cinema's profit margins (not after the Pick 'n Mix, anyway!).
I bet that cashier thought we were right chumps. Actually, I bet he had a bet going with the popcorn seller/Pick 'n Mix Mortgage Adviser about how many people he could con into shelling out an extra quid for something they could have for nothing.
But that's me: if it says "keep off the grass", I keep off.
The above sign was next to a set of stairs in the Forbidden City, Beijing. I did my best to obey it too.