When a financial institution asks me my “mother’s maiden name” as a security question. Because it’s assumed that I have at least one and no more than one mother in my life AND that she married AND that she gave up her own name AND that that part of her identity was erased enough from my public history so as to be a password to access my private information.
Holy crap, I never realized.
|Oily/Fatty Snacks:||Kale, leafy greens.|
|Soda/Carbonated Drinks:||Actual, literal bubbles.|
|Sweet Tea:||A strong Southern gentleman to take care of you.|
|Ice:||The sweet release of death.|