You know you've had enough of the '90s when......

You try to enter your password on the microwave.

You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.

You e-mail your work colleague at the desk next to you to ask "Do you fancy going for lunch?" and they reply "Yeah, give me 5 minutes to shut down".

You chat several times a day with a stranger from South America, but you haven't spoken to your next door neighbor yet this year.

Your reason for not staying in touch with friends is that they do not have e-mail addresses.

Your idea of being organized is multiple colored post-it notes.

You hear most of your jokes via e-mail instead of in person.

You've sat at the same desk for four years and worked for three different companies.

Your company's welcome sign is attached with Velcro.

You really get excited about a 1.7% pay raise.

You learn about your redundancy on the 9 o'clock news.

Your biggest loss from a system crash is that you lose all your best jokes.

Your supervisor doesn't have the ability to do your job.

Contractors outnumber permanent staff and are most likely to get long-service awards.

You know exactly how many days you've got left until you retire.

Interviewees, despite not having the relevant knowledge or experience, terminate the interview when told of the starting salary.

You see a good looking, smart person and you know it must be a visitor.

Free food left over from meetings is your staple diet.

The work experience person gets a brand-new state-of-the-art laptop with all the features, while you have time to go for lunch while your's powers up.

You're already late on the assignment you just got.

There's no money in the budget for the five permanent staff your department is short of, but they can afford four full-time management consultants advising your boss's boss on strategy.

Every week another brown collection envelope comes round because someone you didn't know is leaving.

You wonder who's going to be left to put into your "leaving" collection.

Your relatives and family describe your job as "works with computers".

The only reason you recognize your kids is because their pictures are on your desk.

You read this entire list, and you kept nodding and smiling.