There's this cart downtown that sells Japanese food. The food is delicious but totally beside the point, said point being that the guys that work there are total foxes. The other day, which was technically the second nice day of the year, I was in the area* and one of them was setting up for lunch singing "I Just Called To Say I Love You" in a heavy accent. He started singing to me and I basically ran away screaming. Today this is what their specials board looked like. Please take a moment to read it carefully.
*do you like how I can't even tell you what I was doing in the area. It's my private business!! (I was getting lunch at another cart. I was having Me Time. My mantra is none of your beeswax)