Mine was 2 years ago. DH, DD and I stood outside Sears for the $10 GC they were giving out. It was a nice quiet line, we were maybe around the 25th in line so guarunteed the GC's. Behind us were two young women, college age maybe. One of them asked to see my Target Ad. As I was talking to her, comparing shopping strategies, her friend started coughing. Then gagging. Then bending over holding her stomach. Then, throwing up. All. Over. Me. It was on my shoes, jeans, spattered on my jacket, my handbag, ads, etc etc etc. This was a Linda Blair/Exorcist spew. It smelled, it had chunks and it just kept coming. Her friend quickly moved her so I was no longer in the line of fire, but it was too late. There was more on me than on the pavement. Others attempted to help me and her clean up. Luckily I live in Florida, so could shed my jacket and not freeze plus I had some gym shorts in the car along with some flip flops. After changing I got back in line with a now very amused family, shivering (still chilly) looking very out of place in my "summer" clothes while everyone else was dressed for "fall". The girls got themselves cleaned up also and we all got our GC's. Afterward, I did manage to make my trip to Target before having to rush home and shower.