My online banking account has been frozen so often I call it ice cube

Amazing isn’t it that people come to your home or office, plonk themselves and say, hey what’s your password, I need to connect, don’t have data. Why would I give you my password when the whole idea is to keep it secret? And now that our lives are held at ransom by this internet insurgent and we cower in fear of the fallout of forgetting it why would I spread it like butter?

Of course, that courtesy can only be extended if I recall it, seeing as how passwords are now so complex and demanding. In the early days they were simple freedom fighters and you got away with your birth date and the first three initials of one kid and the first three of the second and if you had three kids it was the first two letters and you came up with Sitaam or Nayka, and if you were smarter than the great unwashed masses you did first three and last three letters like Nananks or Ambix. Even then the password was a relatively benign part of your life. Now you obsess. You use it to get into your bank, to shop, to send money, to see and pay your bills, to go onto a social platform, watch a movie, start and recharge your phone, one day even to begin breathing.

And that simple 4-letter code has turned terrorist with each agency demanding a more complex password with upper case, lower case sensitivity, symbols and stuff, ostensibly for your enhanced safety, with blood pressure and stress being free add ons. All you get is utter chaos as these passwords breed like rabbits on steroids. Last count I had 17 applications that now went Ambi$$bix21 and ka#%sits24 and also Z and N made by connecting dots, all these making the legend ‘forgot password’ into required reading.

Also,if you have fat, clumsy fingers like I have then the second legend kicks in. ‘You have exceeded your chances’ is a common occurrence and I live in fear of it. My online banking  account has been frozen so often I call it ice cube.

Write them down, says a friend, and code them like add a false symbol and letter that only you know. So I did that by changing the first letter  and the last by one so Nan&&£pank was secretly written as Oan&&£panl  and then the ordeal intensified because now I have to remember what I did, was this one up a letter, down a digit, is this the right one? I have only one more try left, woe is me. There was a time not so long ago when the only password was ‘open sesame’ and no symbols involved. Lucky Alibaba.



This article is intended to bring a smile to your face. Any connection to events and characters in real life is coincidental.


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