Let me tell you a cute thing that happened to me yesterday around 0800. I was just walking to my car after a very long and seemingly unending nightshift when I was approached by a SE asian woman who was pointing what looked like a straightened coat hanger at me. She appeared to be kind of agitated as she waved the hanger at me and chattered in her own language, which of course I couldn't understand a word of.
At this point just when I thought my bad night was still going on, I noticed the frantic quacking. I quickly found the source when I found a mother duck with her newly hatched babies near the storm drain.