Dan and I went to Red Lobster the other night. We don't go there often, Dan doesn't like seafood too much. I, however, was hungry for some salmon. We sit down and our waitress comes over and our conversation goes something like this:
Waitress: Are you ready to order?
Me: Yes, do you have just a regular salmon entree?
Waitress: Yes, but we're all out of fresh fish today..
Me: You don't have any fish?
Waitress: I think we have flounder left and that's it.
Me: (looking at Dan) Do you want to go somewhere else?
Waitress: I let you talk about it and be back in a minute.
Isn't that the craziest thing. A seafood place is out of all their fresh fish! I really wanted salmon and didn't want to stay at RL if all I could get was chicken. So Dan and I were going to go somewhere else when our waitress came back and said they did have a few pieces left. So we stayed and the meal was very good. I just thought that was extremely ironic.