Thursday, December 08, 2005

# 473 in an interchangeable list of thousands

The thing I hate most in the world right now this minute is my online banking access. It makes me pick random letters from my password and as I can't hold the letter-to-number translation in my head I have to count on my fingers every single time in order to establish what the third, seventh and eighth letters (or whatever arcane combination it's demanding this time) might be. It drives me MENTAL.

I am a little grumpy today. The Other Half left at 4am to fly to Hamburg and is in all probability drinking champagne from the perspex-soled mule of a Reeperbahn stripper even as we speak.

Well, it's actually a work trip but I never promised to be rational.

Carry on.


Blogger Inexplicable DeVice chimed in with...

Ha Ha! I'm the first! Victory is mine!

Passwords/numbers/codes are loathsome - yes they're necessary but I'm sure there must be another way.
I'm scared that if the auto-log-in thingy stops working in my Demon Box, I'll never be able to comment or post again. I have a terrible memory and. Can't. Remember. My. Password!

Your Other Half: he's slumped in a chair listening to some boring fool drone on about nothing of importance - I took the liberty of doing some scrying. The boring fool is male and not wearing perpex shoes. Hope you're a bit less grumpy now?

08 December, 2005 10:34  
Blogger garfer chimed in with...

His vist to the Reeperbahn will probably convert him to transvestism.
This is a good thing. Britain needs more trannyboy heavy metallist biker types.

08 December, 2005 11:38  
Blogger mig bardsley chimed in with...

My bank also cuts me off if I take too long trying to get the dammed numbers in. I have to write the password down with the numbers above them.

Perhaps you should buy yourself a half bottle of bubbly and ring him so you can drink together?

08 December, 2005 11:51  
Blogger Inexplicable DeVice chimed in with...

I meant perspex. Scrying through infernal machinery always makes me a bit screwy...

08 December, 2005 11:53  
Blogger FUNKYBROWNCHICK chimed in with...

I can't stand the number of passwords we're expected to remember. Between online access to my bank, credit cards and medical records, I probably have no less than 2 million passwords. Add email & blogging and the number jumps to 2.5 million.

08 December, 2005 12:16  
Blogger funny thing chimed in with...

I am too cunning indeed for the system to box me in... I have one password.
Well, 2, if you count the ones that need a number in it.

Password and password1.

Genius, me.

08 December, 2005 13:20  
Blogger belladona chimed in with...

Online banking is vile. I'm always getting thrown out because I've counted the letters wrong. Grrr. Then when you finally manage to get it all right, they've taken it off-line to fix something, and you know if you don't transfer some money right then you'll be charged. Argh. *Breathes deeply in effort to gain some kind of control*
Qxjeb - One of Noah's lesser known sons.

08 December, 2005 13:27  
Blogger nope chimed in with...

Solution to everybody's password problems: - it's the BEST program, EVER. I never thought I could write this with a straight face, but if this program were a human I'd be head over heels in love. The program will even generate passwords for you! And it remembers them for you! And you can print out a hard copy of all your passwords and put it in a safe place! It's wonderful!

08 December, 2005 14:45  
Blogger CyberPete chimed in with...

My bank issues a 'keycard' with 80 written keys and when you log in you have to first give them your social security number and then the keycard number. Then it asks what key 69 is and you write that followed by your password. It's pretty easy really if you can remember the bloody password that you can't change into something you can remember.

Reeperbahn isn't really that interesting. The girls there are cheap and vile. I was there with work 3 years ago. Ew!

08 December, 2005 17:31  
Blogger Whinger chimed in with...

Terrible online banking complexity. Mine at least has the decency to ask for the first four numbers or last three, etc., so that it's a little easier to figure.

I'm betting that when OH is with the stripper, he's TOTALLY thinking of you the whole time.

08 December, 2005 17:39  
Anonymous other half chimed in with...

I've just had what the Polish term 'appetisers' which means 3 cans of extra strength Heineken before dinner. The rest of my evening will involve trying to get this fucking DSL broadband connection to stay operational. Strippers my arse !!!

On a more serious note, I miss SG more than I can say and hate every minute this job takes me away from her.

08 December, 2005 18:25  
Blogger surly girl chimed in with...

bless you hon. am sure once the pole-dancing-transvestite-dwarf show gets going you'll soon forget all your troubles. just watch out for low-flying ping pong balls.

i miss you too - hurry home.

08 December, 2005 18:59  
Blogger Aginoth chimed in with...

Hi SG, why not fly out and surprise him ;o)

Ummmm The link to my blog in your side bar has gone? any chance of getting it back ...pretty please?

08 December, 2005 20:58  
Blogger Meegan chimed in with...

If you never promised to be rational, I see no reason to start now.

08 December, 2005 21:50  
Blogger spindleshanks chimed in with...

sg you show lovely devotion which is why you get shoes. i'm always quite glad when g is away for work (2 days a week except in uni hols) and he's never bought me as much as a pair of slippers.
(pleased when he comes home though, even footwearless).

08 December, 2005 22:56  
Blogger Sniffy chimed in with...

Just don't check and wait for the bailiffs to come and get you - more fun that way.

I can't work out those things either, but it's even worse when you phone them up and they put you on the spot by asking you.

Stick your cash in the mattress.

08 December, 2005 23:50  
Blogger patroclus chimed in with...

First Direct, eh? But brilliant in every other way, no?

09 December, 2005 17:49  

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