I’ve had it with passwords.
Hell NO, I don’t want a reminder to change my password every 30 days.
Just let me keep the same predictable password for life.
I’ll take my chances.
My brain can’t possibly hold any more useless data.
The NO VACANCY sign is flashing upstairs or perhaps it’s a neuron short-circuit extravaganza.
There comes a time when a person has used up all variations of their own name, kids, pets and initials combined with date of birth, age, graduation and miscellaneous anniversaries.
What else is there?
Just this week I was rudely locked out of two of my accounts and prompted to reset my password.
I decided to go with my REAL feelings on this matter, so I chose FuckyouOldNavy2013 and GmailBlows666 …or something to that effect.
I may remember these, but probably not.
This has been an Extreme Mom snippet.
Short but not necessarily sweet.
2 thoughts on “Password Hell”
AMEN! If I want to take the chance to use the same “unsafe” password for everything, why can’t I?
Hahaha I am so with you on this one!