The classiest thing I saw today.

For Father’s Day, my Dad chose to go to OCB because his grandkids love it there. I witnessed many amazing acts of humanity there, but the one that took the cake follows.

A young gentleman looking of the 1980’s metal band persuasion was sitting with his pals. He was enjoying some fine OCB steak. I think he might be a germaphobe or in need of attention, because he was cutting his steak with a hunting knife:

Woooo! Metal!

"That's not a knife...this is a knife"

Crocodile Dundee