Shopping in Memphis is hard. Recently in a large supermarket, a shopper of close acquaintance discovered that the shelves were bare of skim milk. She found an employee and asked if they had any more. He went the storage area, then returned after several minutes to say that they were still looking.
I'm not sure which is worse: that they had no skim milk in the store, or that they had it, but did not know where it was.
Also recently, I dropped-in at a car dealership to look at new SUVs. There were two shiny ones in the showroom.