Posted by whatimeant2say
I am talking internet website cookies. The ones that remember things for you, like where you have visited, what you have already purchased on that site, and, most importantly, your login and password. As we have already established, I have a memory problem. And passwords are about 99% of my problem.
I realize it’s very Big Brother to have these sites tracking everything I do. And I should probably resent the privacy intrusion. But I’m getting to the point that I just don’t care. Kind of like when I didn’t care when I was delivering my baby and my husband and 4 perfect strangers were watching the situation unfold on a mirror on the ceiling. I had more important things to worry about than my sudden lack of privacy.
So when I periodically have to clean things off of my hard drive and cookies go with them, I get a little cranky. Suddenly, the sites that have been greeting me by name have no idea who I am. And I don’t either.
Which person was I when I started my Amazon account? And what was my password du jour? I started my internet identity as a fairly whole person, then gradually started splitting into multiple personalities as I attempted to cleverly outwit the brilliant hackers that are tracking every keystroke.
A psychiatrist would have a field day sifting through all of these identities. Which is fine. If he can make some sense of them, and discover the *&!@#$#! passwords, I would consider it worth the $1,000 per hour.
I get e-mails on a regular basis (addressed to various different identities) reminding me that I haven’t visited lately, and I feel like a blackout drunk trying to recall when I ever even visited the first time. I am constantly hitting the “forgot password?” link because, God forbid, there is no regulatory commission for passwords, and different sites have different rules for length, number of letters and numbers you can use. Many times, I hit the password link, only to be told that I never registered for that site to begin with.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, if there suddenly seems to be a long lull in my blogging, don’t call the police or anything to report that I’m missing. First of all, remember my Phobia about stuff like that. And secondly, I probably just forgot my !@$%! blog password.