Calling your mom for cooking instructions. PGP.

Somebody ate my food. PGP.

My dad keeps endorsing me on LinkedIn. PGP.

Constantly deleting internet history on the work computer. PGP.

The 17 pins you have to pull out of a brand new shirt. PGP.

Being leery about ending an email with “Regards” because of the close proximity of the “t” and “g” on the keyboard. PGP.

Having more stacks of plastic to go cups than nice drinking glasses in your apartment. PGP.

No acceptable pictures on your Facebook to use as your LinkedIn profile picture. PGP.

Catching your self beginning a story with “back when I was your age.” PGP.

“Son, when are you finally going to take over your own car insurance?” PGP.