Auwwgh! Those annoyingly arrogant attendants, some of them acted like they had been deputized by Jehovah himself. As if everyone didn't know that after food prep volunteering went away, attendant patrol was THE best way to avoid excessive ass-time.
It was primarily because of them that I discovered that the best seats at any assembly were: (with the dainty hand of a comely lass in tow) On a local bus, a corner table in a pizza/spaghetti joint, then a park bench or just the grass under a shady tree, back on the bus with the excitement of timing a last minute arrival into the exiting throng, milling about to meet back up with the parents.
It got even better after I was old enough to get my drivers license.