This morning I’m sat on a very, very delayed train. I’ve barely slept, so I would have quite liked to nod off, but the train’s absolutely packed. I can just about contort myself to get my book of out of my bag without elbowing anyone in the face, so I settle for reading the hours away instead.
An hour or so into the three-hour(!) journey, I look up and a woman’s pointing at me saying “It’s ok, I’ll take his seat.” She’s wearing a “Baby on Board!” badge and I manage to work out that another woman in our cluster of seats has offered her seat to her (think she’d just got on). The seated woman says again “Here, take my seat” and she replies “No, he looks young enough to stand up the rest of the way, I’ll take his seat”. (Brilliantly, this visibly offends the seat-offerer who’s got a few grey hairs but doesn’t look any older than 40.)
I got up and gave her my seat, but that’s a *little* bit weird, right? What do you reckon, mumsnetters? AIBU?