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Actual conversation from today:

Patron: Will I have to climb stairs to get to my seat?
Sam: No.
Patron: Do you have stairs in your theatre?
Sam: Yes, but you won't have to climb them, I've seated you in an accessible area.
Patron: How many steps are in your theatre?
Sam: ...I...have never counted them.
Patron: So, what if I have to climb them?
Sam: I promise you will not have to climb any stairs. Here, I'll show you on the seating map where your seats are. *takes out map* Now, this is the stage, and here's the seating --
Patron: Wait, wait. Where are we, on this map?
Sam: Well, actually, we're not on the map. It's...a map of the theatre.
Patron: So you're saying you have no stairs.
Sam: *defeated* YES. We have no stairs.
Patron: Because I have a cane, you know. *lifts up cane to show it to me*
Sam: I understand, ma'am. And if you have any problems, you can speak to any of the ushers, they'd be happy to help you.

One of the ushers came up to me later and told me I was a heartless asshole. Walk in my shoes, man, walk in my shoes.