I own a grocery store named Quigley’s. Last week, we had a big storm and the sign out front blew down. I found the “y” and the “u” across the street, the “i,” “s” and apostrophe behind the store, and the “gle” in the parking lot next door. Search as I might, I could not find the last letter. Without a sign, my customers would drive by and I would go out of business. None of the sign makers in town was interested in such a small project. I was getting desperate, so I ransacked my store room for something I could use. Finally, I found a huge wheel of parmesan. Everything was fine once I made a “Q” of cheese.