The man vs. bun headed lady

So here's Friday again, and that newbie man was sitting in that lady's seat (refer to last week's Friday post for seat stealing fun). I'll call her bun headed lady for documenting purposes. This time I got on the train from the man's side, so I saw him first, then her. Uh oh. Seems to be a Friday tradition now. Bun headed lady always seems to have a sour puss face on, and it's much worse when this man is sitting in her seat.

Again, because bun head lady was displaced, that means the fast walking lady (the one who normally sits in the seat she commandeered) was displaced. I don't even know where she went, but she passed me up on New Montgomery, so she was on the train (hence the name, fast walking lady).

I wonder if next Friday bun headed lady will make a point to get to BART earlier than normal so that she can claim her bench? I seriously thought it was just a one-time thing, but now that it happened again, I'd be seriously concerned. Hey, she may even make her Friday seat her new seat altogether. That would create quite a stir. If you can't beat them, join them?