“I’m in password hell”

Ok, I’m not a computer geek. But I am a man, so anything electronic or computerized I love. But this password crisis in America is getting out of hand! I have personal passwords/pin numbers, for debit cards, email, FTP, my PDA, cell phone, and the various webs and programs I use. Personally speaking, about 20 passcodes! Then at work, because I work at a university and am involved with the Federal government, I have about 10 passcodes just related to that! Then there is my work computer passcode, my email passcode, and worse of all, my stinking telephone voice mail passcode! Like someone would want to break into my voice mail and answer all those messages I haven’t gotten to yet??? Shesh, go right ahead!

Of course, every stinking passcode expires. And you can’t use one that you’ve used previously. And it has to be exactly eight characters, and it must include within those characters the latitude and longitude of your mother’s maiden name birth city, as well as your father’s cousin’s left shoe size. In metric.

Give me a stinkin break!

I spend 20 full minutes at work today trying to do nothing but change my lousy voice mail passcode. Again, I repeat, who would want to break in and hear MY voice messages? There ain’t no national security secrets being left on my machine.

With 50 to 60 passcodes, I need some rhyme or reason to them, so that like maybe, if I get lucky, I might actually remember one of them! But this voice mail system was way ahead of me on this. It refused passcodes because I used them before. It refused several because it felt they were too insecure! (Yeah, OK, I did try 1-2-3-4-5-6. And then I even tried 6-5-4-3-2-1. Nope, it rejected me on that too.”

Why the heck do I even need voice mail???? I’m not gonna call anyone back anyway. I have no clue what my voicemail passcode is!

It is these little aggravations in life that make a guy want to turn on the country music station…..