Seriously?

To save monies on a fancy gym membership,
I go running "everyday" at the East River Park. 

Yesterday I was stretching outside the gate and, as I held on for dear life to catch my balance while doing one of those
hold-your-ankle-kill-your-quad maneuvers,
I noticed the following sign:

Hmmmmm,
do you see what I see? 

Let me help ya out a little
just so we're on the same page...

Seriously?!

I mean, it's one thing to ban drinking in the park.
(lame)
But to ban martinis?!?

And to take it a step further,
to specifically ban dirty martinis?!

Only in Manhattan...

I gotta get off this island! ;)