"Hey!" my lovely husband instant messaged me, "Want me to integrate that computer doodad with that other computer doodad to make your life easier?"
"Umm, sure, yes!" I instant messaged back.
"Ok, I just need your password." he said.
Now, I had recently upgraded my password to a high security, multiple digit, chock full of letters and hieroglyphics password and thus, had written this complicated password down on a post-it.
I walked to the room next door, gave my husband the post-it and went downstairs to take a nap. I was beat from last week, and it is often safer for all involved if I just go take a nap.
Three hours later, my husband woke me up to tell me that dinner was ready. As we ate, he explained what he had done to my computer (I will spare you the details.). Then he casually mentioned that had shredded the post-it that had had my password on it.
"What!?" I said, "You shredded my password!"
"Well, yeah." he said, I didn't want anyone else to get a hold of it."
"That was my only copy! Who the hell did you think was going to break in to the house in the last 3 hours in order to steal my password!" I yelled (but in a very constructive and loving way).
He looked at me, then went upstairs, opened up the container for the shredder and starting picking pieces out.
To his credit, he was able to piece it back together, figure out the password and save the day.
However, we obviously need to get a better shredder.
17 comments:
this is why i get tatoos of my passwords. okay, they hurt, but ain't nobody going to shred *that*. and what a pretty picture they turn into.
and for security, i only get the tatoos in unviewable areas. although now my gynaecologist knows my paypal password. . .
Since I don't have a vagina, I can't keep my passwords there. I have to settle and keep web passwords using myVidoop or passwords in general using KeePass.
LOL! Good for him on piecing it back together.
Good husband.
Do you work for Homeland Security or do you have some serious hackers in your hood?
-Stu
I struggle so with passwords. Lucky, my Mac likes to keep them for me :)
As a sister in the A.R. world, I direct your attention to a little spiral book (available at Powell's!) into which you can scribble website names + passwords. I would marry it if it made more money. (Just kidding, husband)
if you get a really good shredder you can make your own confetti... Throw a party in honor of yourself... Toss it up in the air (the confetti not the shredder) and feel very extremely important... Or one would think you could... If you were so inclined.
Am I the only one who sees your reaction as completely logical?
But, ummm, yeah, crosscut diamond shredder. Stat. :)
holly: C'mon, that last time you got wasted, we all saw your paypal password. :P
aaron: Hmm...where oh where could you get your tattoos, hmmm...if only...hmmm...
groovy: Yes, well, he is well trained.
stu: Perhaps the security level threat had been raised to red while I was sleeping. I really have no idea.
mielikki: Just make sure you don't shred your mac!
stephanie: I had a system! It worked perfectly fine for weeks until "the incident".
cami: Shall I bring some over for the podcast? Nothing says insanity than throwing shredded paper at each other.
lovey: Wait, are you insinuating that everyone thinks I am crazy? I'll have no missburrows doubters here!
You people are either with me or against me! (And I don't think you want to do that...)
(I pick Lovey first for kickball.)
I have sooo many passwords for so many sites including work stuff that always need to be changed. I have to keep them all in a book that I carry around in my purse. I would be locked out of everything if I lost that book.
*says the girl who runs to make copies of everything after reading this post*
HA! First! See that!
(she'll need a doctor, though--I can't aim correct to save my life.)
Oh my God. I would have died. At least you knew straight away. We use our shredded paper as gerbil bedding, so if that ever happened to me, I'd probably have to scrape gerbil poo off it too. Nice.
meleah: I sure hope that book isn't labeled" SUPER SECRET PASSWORDS.
lovey: Kickball means you will kick it at the OTHER team, not me. Feel free to injure them.
jo: Thanks so much for that lovely image which will be burned into my poor mind until the end of time. :P
Oh my goodness that made me laugh! I have done that too - got a mega secure password, but I forgot it. I encrypted all my files and documents, and to this day I cannot get into them! I simply cannot remember the combination I used.
Good on your husband for piecing it back together. And good on you for having the sense to write it down. I wish I had done that.
Over from David's. Great post.
crazycath: Well, I did stand over him and gave him a mean glare, but he did figure it out.
THAT is funny.
I use favorite songs, but only the first letters of each. Those are unbreakable. :)
bee: It wasn't funny at the time! But it is now. Phew! (Nice eyelashes!)
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