At the end of each month our department celebrates all those whose birthday landed in the last thirty days with a nice sugary cake and a self-conscious rendition of "Happy Birthday." September was extremely crowded with birthdays--me included--a result of clumsy fumblings on New Year's Eve by our parents.
This month, though, rather than collect $2 for the birthday cake fund, the Powers That Be decided on another carbolicious party favorite. Tortilla chips. Instead of birthday cake, we had birthday chips. Thankfully we didn't have to sing "Happy Birthday" because if we did I doubt I could have stopped from laughing.