When I was a kid my brother Ben and I would play a game called ‘Biggest Chip in the World.’ We came up with the game while eating our lunch at home one summer day. The game is very simple you dig into the bag of chips and pull out a chip and holding it high declare it to be the biggest chip in the world. After a few exchanges of this we decided to mix the game up and had an extra element, you had to be upside down with your leg over the bench(the table had a bench on each side) and blindly draw a chip. This game would entertain us for a little while and then it would generally take a turn for the worse. I’m a very competitive person and like any game I want to win. I think some of my competitiveness comes from being the youngest child and wanting to prove myself to my siblings. I think part of it is genetic though. I remember once being at one of my nephew’s tee ball games and my Grandpa leaning over saying, “Man these kids aren’t very good.” I laughed to myself and nodded because he was right. I just didn’t want to say it out loud though. I guess it’s kind of sick to nitpick little kids in a league that they don’t even keep score. Regardless my brother would get tired of me winning and would generally revert to cheating. I’d have my chip in the process of holding it up when he would slap my hand causing me to drop the chip or hit the chip breaking it making it no longer the ‘Biggest Chip in the World.’
For years I waited for the chance to take the ‘Biggest Chip in the World’ crown back. One day I was at work when a man walked in the door with his “art” as he called it. It was a giant potato chip. I work for a snack food distributor and he thought we might be interested in buying it from him. I explained to him that I wasn’t the person who made those types of decisions but I would give his information to the right person. The man gave me his information and said that we would leave the chip so the person in charge could see it. I agreed to let me leave it and knew that victory was almost mine. I read over the man’s business card and saw that he wanted somewhere around $500 for his “artwork.” I couldn’t believe but I guess maybe I don’t know art. I sat in wait for my step-dad to come back to the office so he could see the chip in all it’s glory. I waited for it to catch his attention and then we both had a good laugh about it. I took a picture and text it to my family with the caption, “This is what happens when you leave me in the office alone.” Biggest Chip in the World was finally mine. 