I felt fine after putting my groceries in the car, but something was wrong when I walked the cart back. One foot was dragging a bit. Walking was not coordinated. What on earth had happened? Had I just had a stroke? Would I be able to drive home? Just then I saw a squashed pile of pink goo near my car door. Bubble gum!! Dad-gum!! Luckily none of it came off on the car mat.

Another odd thing happened in my driveway. One leg was suddenly about half an inch longer than the other! After I got the food inside, I took off my sneakers. One had many more stones stuck on than the other – stones from the driveway. They were attached with superglue-gum.

I abhor people who spit out their gum without thinking of the consequences to others. Then I thought to be grateful that I hadn’t had a stroke. One little practice run was enough!