The story can be told so simply and yet so completely, it's almost as if a haiku happened to me.
I enter a Subway sandwich store at 20h00 on a Saturday evening. Before I order, the youth comes out from the back room and says hello.
"Just so you know, we're out of bread."
"...bread? How does that happen?"
"Ehh, the staff screwed up. It happens sometimes."
See, this is why 1.5% unemployment isn't always a good thing.