Even though I forgot her birthday entirely, I did remember to wish Friend #3 a happy Rosh Hashanah today. It's the first day of the Hebrew year 5769 (or so sayeth Google). I've been trying to keep up with the Jewish holidays. Still, Wikipedia doesn't discern, so I don't know that Tishah B'Av isn't worth an "I'm sorry" card. Just so other Gentiles know, we are now counting down to Yom Kippur and Sukkot. (I don't want to focus just on the religious diversity, but it's a long stretch until Auckland Anniversary Day.)
Last Rosh Hashanah I was in the break room with #3 at our ex-job, Elliot. I said to #3, "Happy New Year!" just as our HR director walked in the room.
"Merry Christmas!" the HR director snorted. No clue about the Jewish holidays. Prime HR director material.
#3 and I both found this wildly funny and we laughed all day behind the HR director's back. It's probably my favorite Rosh Hashanah memory.