I just read about this genius, who recently built a menu fort at his local Olive Garden to avoid talking to his presumably terrible girlfriend. I'm allowed to say that because I'm a chick.

Sure, it seems a little childish to physically block your dining partner from seeing your face, as a way of indicating that you wish she weren't there. However, look into your heart and answer these questions for yourself:

1)Remember how fun menu forts are? 

2)Aren't significant others just the worst, sometimes?

Bring 'em back, y'all. Plus, if this catches on, it won't be long until it's also O.K. to do that thing where you fold up your straw wrapper and dribble water onto it (and all over the table) with your straw (like a scientist) and say "it's aliiiiive!"