Categories: words
Date: 08 November 2007 22:43:05
You know what modern life is like. You need a password for almost everything you do. This week one of my e-mail accounts required me to change my password. I had had the same password for about 9 years (it sounds an exaggeration - but it's true!) until about six months ago, when I was asked to change it. Fair enough. So I modified it. I still haven't got used to it and yesterday THEY wanted me to change it again. OK [mutter, mumble, grumble], so I've modified it again and am wondering if I'll be able to remember the correct combination of letters and numbers in this alphabet soup.
Today, I wanted to access my on-line council tax account (as you do) and it asked me for my password. Oh heck. I tried a couple of likely options and, as these didn't work, worried that there might be a policy of "three strikes and you're out", so I went to my strongbox which I keep under the mattress with all other things of Great Importance and looked it up.
Well, gentle reader, this is where my narrative will lose any punch it might otherwise have had for I cannot share the password with you...but what hilarity! I thought it was really quite apt - even possibly quite witty (she said, with no attempt at modesty). Almost a case of Schadenfreude...I wonder if the IT people can decode user passwords?
I am still amused - (oh, tee-hee) and that's even after seeing how much money the council is yet to extract from me this year.
Hmm...I wonder if German has a word for "having a linguistic laugh at the expense of the one who is causing you financial pain"? Let me know.