I made multiple submissions to a pizza haiku contest last week. Here is one of them:
Congratulations to the winners and finalists.
I was walking down Sepulveda when a man bounding towards me yelled, “GET A ROOM!”
I turned my head to see if there was a couple canoodling behind me. There was not. In fact, I was alone.
“I mean YOU, lady! Get a room.” He rolled his eyes in disgust.
My self-regard has apparently reached PDA level.