Selecting a suitable seat in a new auditorium isn’t an easy task, as it seems to many people. Especially, if you have plenty of choices (not necessarily good) and you are not very sure exactly what you are going to witness on the stage. Whether you should give more priority to a seat which is in the closest proximity to either the most ventilated part (even for the “three bladed” one) of the auditorium or the most “happening platform”. And, then if you are in a group (which happens most of the times unless you are some strict loner) one has to make sure that none is left out though inevitably at least some unwelcome specie always gets stuck on to your group in the most fashionably irreversible manner and each time you wonder what is the secret adhesive. And, you see this as a golden opportunity to get rid of him/her.

However, “the neighbours” is again an important factor. You simply cannot afford an extra adhesive irritation (double jeopardy). And, God forbid if one has to sit through “periodical hammering to the spine” done by some insolent branded shoes and, that very moment you start envying the formerly unlucky people who had to be contented with the last row or just give that person a hard blow in the nose (provided that it isn’t the running nose). Or else, just pray that your polite plead would be taken seriously and finally at least one of the shoes unwillingly comes down to the ground (50% reduction in the suffering). Probably a second; an even more polite plead would help get down the second shoe too.

At last, you finally analyze the entire picture and after a quick speculation you let yourself drop onto a seat unaware that there are other things to be taken care of. The glow of pride is shinning so bright on your face (self congratulating for selecting the best possible seat in the shortest possible time while other group members are ignorant of your secret operation) that even the stage light seems feeble. But suddenly the fuse goes out in a fraction of second when you realise that the “best seat” is not just the “best seat” but also “the best and frailest seat”. In case you actually enjoy the thing that you had come for in the auditorium in the first place (you are so busy choosing the seat that you don’t even remember that there is a stage right in front of you) which can set in you in some reverberating motion and the chair gives away…

Moral of the story- Having choices is not always better than not having choices