Out of curiosity, I stopped in to a Popeyes for lunch a year or so ago.
I ordered some fish combo platter thing and was informed that they had run out of fish.
The night before.
Wow.
But that evening we decided to splurge and took both our parents out to the only steak house around, the Tunnel Steak House. It was named for a nearby tunnel on the road up the mountain. It was known for its delicious, mouth-watering steaks. We'd only been there once before because it was pricey.
Much to our surprise and chagrin, they claimed they were out of steaks that evening. Out of steaks? They were a freakin' steak restaurant! We couldn't believe it. We drove back down the mountain to town and dined at our favorite Mexican restaurant instead.
Ironically, my wife and I, 42 years later, are now retired and raise Angus beef on our farm. One freezer is full of steaks and hamburger from one our own steers. Maybe we're unconsciously afraid of running out of steak......