I went to church this morning and a lady was sitting in my spot, the spot right next to the door in the very last pew.

So I sat down on the other end of that pew and I say good morning to the lady. The lady said good morning and then "oh no I'm in your spot aren't I!?" and starts to gather her things to move. I told her that I was fine and she didn't have to move and it would be good for me to have a new spot as I smiled at her. But inside my head I was like how dare you sit in my spot, and don't do it again or I will sit on you!

I also didn't want to be the crazy lady who can only sit in one spot.
By the way I survived church just fine in the new spot, probably because it was still in the same pew.