OK, I am feeling much better now....here is the story:
We arrived later than I had hoped for the twas the night show (20 minute prior to the show) I knew that my group of seven would not get to sit together, so as we walked the far outside rows we asked people with empty spots if seats were taken. In short order everyone was comfortably seated but me (being the tour leader and all

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So, I found an end seat that had 2 spaces available, then a large (6' 4" I would say...not heavy just big) man typing away on his blackberry, a small boy, a camera backpack and shopping bag taking up two spaces and then a lady. I asked the lady if she was saving the seats with the bags, she said no, when I asked her if she would move them, she said no

so I asked the gentleman if he was saving the end two seats, he said he was saving it for his wife. I said "can I have the other seat then" and he said, "well, actually, I enjoy being able to stretch out my legs." I smiled and sat down assuming he was joking. As the overture started a cast member asked me if the seat was taken as people were starting to sit on the concrete. I pointed toward the man who angrily stated that it was for his wife. As the show actually began to start, the cast member asked me to move over so another person could be seated. I told the man that the cast member wanted that seat. He then even more angrily said it was for his wife. The cast member explained that the show was closed and no one else could come in. He (the man, not the cast member) turned to me and SHOUTED...YOU SHOULD NOT COME IN 20 MINUTES BEFORE THAT SHOW AND EXPECT TO SIT UP FRONT. I smiled and said that I didn't think it was necessary for him to take up three seats. He than said (equally meanly) that he had stiches in his leg and needed the extra space ....this was, of course, the first time this was mentioned. Now, please note at this point I was very upset....and I said, "surely you are not telling me that you came to a crowded theme park on a party night with stitches so tender that you can't sit near another human" (I know, not exactly the high road) He then got in my face and said (he was clearly British) "you are quite a smart-A**** woman arn't you!" As my mouth dropped open in shock the castmember again came over and told me that I would have to move closer to this maniac. In tears I got up and went to stand with my three daughters (who had given up their three seats to other people....they are the best kids EVER). Anyway, later the cast member came to me and asked what had happened, after I explained he offered me VIP seating for the next show, but we wanted to enjoy the rest of the party so we declined.
This was BY FAR the most negative experience I had ever had with guests at Disney....I now think that the rude lady that wouldn't move her packages was his wife, since his wife never did materialize.