The other night, seemingly out of the blue, Alan said, “I really need to remember what my computer password is.”
I gave him my best, “Whachewtalkinbout, Willis?” looks.
“You know,” he explained, “So you can log into my computer when I’m not here in case you want to stream something on the flatscreen.”
I nodded slowly, appreciating that he was looking out for me. “But why do you need a password?” I asked. “Doesn’t your computer scan your thumbprint?”
It was his turn to nod slowly, waiting for me to find the flaw in my logic. “It does… but it’s my thumbprint. It won’t work for you.”
I shook my head. “I’ve seen this on Mission Impossible. We just need to cut off your thumb and leave it here. That way neither of us need to remember a password. Everyone wins!!”
And ever since then, I haven’t been able to find a knife in this house.
C’mon, Alan – it was a JOKE. Kind of.
Kitchen shears are really handy knife alternatives.
I like the way you’re thinking!
His computer scans his thumbprint? Do you need to put your palm against a piece of glass in order to get into the house, too? Sheesh.
Depends on if I lock myself out. Then, I absolutely need to put my palm on a piece of glass to gain access.
Seems like the perfect solution to me – I can never remember passwords.
Join the club. The passwords that really irritate me are the ones that force you to change them every 90 days and won’t let us reuse an old one. I mean, what am I? A password bank?
Oh you must be referring to ITunes – minimum of 12 characters that must include CAPS, symbols & numbers vs. my bank that only requires any 4 letters. And that’s probably why everyone keeps a sticky note of all their passwords tacked to their computers for anyone to read.
I would think a retinal scanner would be a better idea. They stay cleaner.
But how am I supposed to get a copy of his retina?
I do NOT like where this is going.
Nothing to see here, folks. Let’s keep moving.
I laughed out loud at that conversation with your guy. I bet he sleeps with his hands behind his head.