We all know that food deliverymen will stuff menus into any crevice where people might pick one up, but today I saw the most remarkable example of this phenomenon I've spotted yet. In the elevator in the building where I work, a few menus from a Vietnamese restaurant were crammed beneath the edge of the control panel.
I hate to reward behavior like this, but I admired the ingenuity and chutzpah this took. So I grabbed a menu. And Vietnamese sounds awfully good for lunch.