It feels awkward … buttons are in different places.

Are my Contacts my Inbox now?

Why must everything always change?

We would compare the new Gmail to:

Driving a stick shift for the first time

Hooking up with your special friend sober … after your last five hook-ups have been booze baths

Seeing your boss in jorts at the office BBQ

Transitioning from belt to suspenders.

Making out with a third cousin, and then learning she’s actually a first.

Walking into TCBY. Alone.

Counting the pictures in your sophomore-year annual that show you sporting the classic “West Side” three-finger overlap.

Toilet overflow in the Speaker’s office

Calling your mother-in-law the wrong name

Adapting to new “ethics” rules.