From a local Japanese place.
They’ve been alerted
:).

Took me a sec. But I deal with a lot of spicy crap on a regular basis
I found that out on a business trip to SF from NYC in the days before Uber and Lyft. I took BART from the airport to Powell Street, innocently expecting to be able to grab a cab on Market Street. Well, let’s just say I ended up schlepping my bag all the way up Stockton to my hotel on Bush (a steep uphill walk for all you non-SF folks).
Know it well, sorry that happened to you.
Wouldn’t have happened if you had just stayed here in NYC
This last one reminds me of a Chinese restaurant I used to frequent with co-workers in (or near) Cerritos (LA County). The servers spoke almost no English at all. My own Chinese is pretty damn poor, but they always had a daily special written in Chinese on butcher paper on the wall, and I’d always point to it and say, “I want that, please!”. It was really a crap shoot, because I never knew what I’d be getting. Most of my co-workers were Caucasian, and when they were feeling particularly adventurous, they’d do the same thing. Every now and then, though, the server would look at them and say very clearly in English, “You won’t like.”
I’d like a confused pizza with a side of whatever please.
Excellent choice!
Oh, wait. That should belong in this thread.
Tell that to my company at the time.