Families never let anyone live anything down, especially if it concerns your “future”.
A very long time ago (meaning 6 years ago), I burned a pot. A fish pot, to be exact. Oh, and the fish inside of it. The pot was incapacitated, and the fish thrown out. My family made fun me the entire Shabbos.
“….Hmmm, fish looks good 2yng2tch…”
“2yng2tch, you don’t forget when the new HP book is coming out do you”
“I feel for your husband.”
“If you pay me, I won’t tell anyone when they call for info on you” (never mind I was 14)
They weren’t particularly witty, pithy or smart, but they made their point.
And even though I haven’t burned a pot since, anytime I cook or bake anything (generally hard, complicated stuff), someone feels the need to say,
“Remember when 2yng2tch burned the pot?!, I feel for her husband!”
This happened yesterday after everyone “Oohed and Aahhed and Yummed” over my pumkin pie (yes, I know wrong Holiday)
I get it, I do. (The reason they feel the need to remind me, not that I get that I messed up 6 years ago [it doesn’t take me that long to “get” something])
But seriously if all you’re going to do is remember something obsolete, at least make it funny, sharp, or even snort-worthy.