One year when my father was terminally ill, I was sent to the convention for the morning stampede to ensure he got a seat close to the exit. 8.00am. On your marks, get set, go!!
Nearly got bowled over by an elderly woman with a walking frame. Lol.
I got good seats for my parents and sat there awaiting their arrival so I could find some seats for me, the area they were in was only for the elderly and infirm. A few minutes later an "all important" attendant approached me and told me off for sitting there. When I said these seats were for my parents, I got the third degree about how old and infirm they were exactly.
Made sure to come by later and double check that I had moved. I could see them from my seat way up higher in the stadium.
Really loving bunch hey?