Let me throw a hypothetical at you. The year is 2250. The global economy is rich with opportunities. The entire planet is ran as a monarchy by jay-z, who has managed to not only defy aging, but continue to produce relevant music. Blue ivy is "queen," and handles the day to day affairs, and deals largely with the public. Beyonce left Jay z in 2190 for a Destiny's Child reunion tour on the moon, but the gravitational difference caused her to have a stroke, leaving her only able to say the lyrics to "Put a Ring on it" and nothing more. Jay found this quite annoying and exiled her to Quebec, where she opened a small jewelery store and moonlighted as a spokeswoman for NuvaRing. Within ten years there is a complete economic global collapse. Banks go belly up, and Jay$ (the currency at the time) reaches an all time low. Company's are forced to make difficult decisions. Layoffs, elimination of themed parties, getting regular doughnuts instead of jelly filled. But worst of all companies are forcing anyone making between 18 and 19.6 Jay$ a year (today's value of $40k-$45k) to wear a Rockefeller hat and continually brush imaginary dirt off of their shoulders to send a message to the rest of the planet that this is a bitch, but we will recover, and quite honestly, we have 99 problems, but in the grand scheme of things, is this really one of them? One of the biggest unforseen consequences of a complete global collapse, however, is the abandoning of TGIS. A mediocre restaurant that the average person would frequent when capping off the work week. The trend started when 50 Cent (close advisor of Jay) really wanted to watch Saturday morning cartoons and drink Vitamin Water, but couldn't find a baby sitter to watch his kids because very few people worked Saturday at the time. He contact Jay and raised his concerns. Because of his close relationship with the Jay, the king granted his wish that Saturday become a weekday. Many changes followed. Some quickly. Some slower. It took over four years for people to refer to end of their unique schedule as "Their Saturday." Almost immediately, however TGI Fridays felt the heat. People complained that it was a weird and inaccurate name. Business fell exponentially. The problem was, TGI Fridays was actually named after the late great Alfred Friday, who got the idea when he would come home in the middle of the night from work. See, Alfred's family lived in a rough part of town, and had their house broken into several times while they were sleeping. So whenever they would hear the door open, and it turned out to be the patriarch, they would say in unison, "thank God it's Alfred!" over the years this was abbreviated to TGIA. When Alfred decided to go into business for himself, and open his restaurant TGIA, he was informed that DC actually held the rights to that, and were considering opening a butler service (more of a brokerage). So he did the obvious thing. Named it after his last name. TGI Fridays. Well now they were in a tough spot. Cave to inaccurate public pressures, or go belly up? They decided to keep the business alive and adjust to the changing climate. TGI Saturdays was born.