I could never stay sitting... MS don't get the libary with closed door privilage much - that's an elder perk, but sure as hell get back of the hall space whenever they want it.
We'd often have most of the MS's all leaning on the literature counter or riding shotgun on the sound mixer or sitting with the hall attendant or supporting the microphone runners... but mostly just bagging the guy on the platform ... most of the meeting... The hero was the guy who could get the speaker to laugh...
The little ante-room by the platform was cool too... go up there 30 min before a talk to collect your thoughts, pray, prepare a whiteboard, sleep, read a novel.... look at the talk material for the first time ... make animal noises that the speaker can hear but not the audience... make obsene gestures to people doing demo's ... whatever... at the circut assembly site there was a table tennis table behind the platform... I was never that game though.... apparently the speaker was the only one who could hear if there was a game on!!
Geting assigned to the right crew at jamboree's was just a matter of figuring who was slacker than you and had a private room (audit and attendant depts were good for that) at the site (typically with fresh coffee and all the geogous sisters). That was 75% of the sessions gone and a reputation witht eh plebs as a hard working bro... even the wife only complains about the bro's using you too much, so no blame and all gain... by the end she was on to the game and was just plain jelous...
No wonder I left! Wanker that I was! (actually, that was an other diversion when it got really bad...)