It’s 8:30pm on a Wednesday night, and there’s only one thing on my mind: Netflix and chill. And, by ‘chill’ I mean drinking a glass of white wine alone on my sofa.
But, just as I hit play on the next episode of Queer Eye, the absolute worst happens. Netflix informs me that too many people are using this account.
The culprits? My beloved family. My mother, father, brother, and cousin all have access to my account. But, while offering up my password to my entire family might have seemed like a benevolent gesture at the time, I’m starting to regret it deeply.