Feeling a little thirsty as I stepped into the car, I was greeted by a bottle lodged in the cup holder right above the ash tray. Of course my right hand made a reflex lunge toward the bottle and within two nano seconds, every drop of the liquid inside vanished.
The taste was a little intriguing to say the least. So as soon as the car came to a stop in the rush hour traffic jam, I began to inspect the label to satisfy my curiosity. It turned out to be an Odwalla strawberry banana smoothie. Strawberries and bananas don't taste like that, do they?
A vague recollection of having bought this at a Starbucks store 2 or 3 evenings ago on the way home surfaced. A little more perusal through the label revealed the following:
Folks, that bottle had been in my car for at least 2 full days including two warm Southern California afternoons. How dead am I? I will let you know as soon as I start hearing the beckoning of my dead relatives.