Out of flakes, I went to the store.
"Sorry, sir," the clerk said, "we just sold the last box about an hour a go. You can talk to my manager if you'd like."
The manager gave me the number for the distributor.
"When are you going to ship more flakes?" I asked.
"Sorry, sir," the distributor said, "we just shipped the last crate of flakes about two hours ago. I'm not sure when we're going to get more in. Let me get the manufacture's number for you."
I called the manufacture. They were out too, but they gave me the number for the flakes.
"When are you shipping?" I asked the flakes.
"I don't think I will be shipping again," said the flakes. "I don't see the point anymore. Maybe I'll just drown myself in some milk."
I hung up and then went back to the store and bought bran flakes instead.
