I once was on the train to Scarborough to visit a friend
And true to form was reading a book to while away the time. I was sitting in one of the uppermost pair of seats in the carriage, and at one point had to retire to squeeze a kidney. The carriage being quite quiet, I left the book on my chair. Upon returning, I saw two girls apparently sitting where I'd been. Two, pretty seventeen y/o-ish girls.

"Where's my book?" I asked, all self-righteous. "I don't mind you sitting there if you thought it was empty, but I left my book there!"

Surprised, they looked up at me like I was mental.

"Look, I left my book there just now when I went to the toilet! Where is it?" I demanded.

At the moment, I looked at the seats behind. Which is where my book was. Because that's where I'd been sitting. I slumped down onto my seat and endured them trying to stifle their laughter until the train pulled up.
(McChinaman banned, Sun 19 Aug 2012, 10:03, 2 replies)

"How dare you move my book just to get my important attention, you dreadful scrubbers."

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Sun 19 Aug 2012, 10:45, closed)

Essentially, yes

(McChinaman banned, Mon 20 Aug 2012, 8:30, closed)