I got on the train at Leicester to travel home to Nottingham this evening. The seat opposite me had the seat reservation ticket, show below, attached to it.
What made it more humourous was the fact that the guy next to me reminded me somewhat of Private Frasier! I was just sat waiting for the "We're doomed... doomed...".
It didn't happen and I'm home safe and sound now, you'll all doubt be pleased to here
As an aside, on the bus trip home I was the only person who wasn't sat next to at some point in the journey... not that I was paying close attention or anything... not paranoid... not paranoid...