I was thinking of a funny story about a lady I worked with quite a few years ago. I will call her Bertha for the purposes of this story. Bertha is not her real name.
The environment was that of an office for a fairly large company. The section I worked in was all females. One of the ladies had a birthday the next day and Bertha volunteered to bake a cake. The next day, Bertha brought in the birthday cake she'd baked. It was a chocolate cake, with chocolate frosting, baked in a 13 X 9 inch pan. Sounds pretty standard, right? Well, you don't know Bertha.
