[ WP ] A day in the life of someone who teleports whenever they sneeze .

`` Henry! Henry did you remember to take your mucinex today?'' 
 
 Alberta knew Henry was getting forgetful in his old age. He was n't as sharp as he once was. He had horrible allergies, mucus poured forth from that powerful nose from the first bloom to the last. He made horrible noises from deep in his throat and could n't hear from the first rain on. 
 
 `` Henry! Oh Henry, your bottle of mucinex is on the table. Henry where are you?'' 
 
 Worried, Alberta left the house, slowly walking down the street with the little bottle of mucinex. Bad things happened when Henry's allergies started. 
 
 `` Henry, oy vey, where are you?'' 
 
 Alberta went along at her slow yet frantic trot through the suburban neighborhood. 
 
 `` Henry what the hell! Where are...'' 
 
 Henry was standing, looking very much befuddled, talking to a woman in an SUV, holding a small boy by his backpack. 
 
 `` Thank you again'' said the woman in the SUV, `` I do n't know how you suddenly appeared but if you had n't been here - well - you and your wife should come over for dinner some time'' 
 
 Alberta smiled. We try so hard to make the world a better place, often with no avail. Sometimes though, you just need to follow your nose.
