It seems that I am always in need of a spatula. So at an Amish garage sale I purchased one for 10 cents. It looked almost new. One of the first things I made was a two layer cake. It was in the oven almost done when I washed up the dishes. To my horror, my new spatula was missing about 3/4 of the rubber part which had disintegrated somewhere. The only place left to look was in the cake batter.
Well Heaven only know what was wrong with that spatula, so I just threw the whole thing out.