Me: Hey, happy trans visibility day!
Daughter: Thanks?
Me: You know what would make you super visible?
Her: eyeroll; What?
Me: Come out of your cave and clean your bathroom. I'll be in the back with Steely Dan, heavy drugs, and quantum imaginary maths.
Her: Ah...you're doing taxes, that explains your sudden need for things to be ordered.
Me: Yeah...also, your bathroom is a biohazard, so....