You know how every once in awhile, Apple will ask for your password? Just out of the blue it wants to make sure that you are you, and that you still agree with them? Well, it did that the other day and come to find out, John had changed the password. Then he left the city and forgot the password.
It's like the time we went on vacation and he hid his car keys in the house and forgot where he hid them. We tore the house apart but couldn't find them. (I did give the kitchen an amazing purge of crap we didn't use or need. And found a mouse under the sink.) I even googled how to hypnotize someone but it didn't work. "You're getting very sleeeepy. Your eyelids are getting heavyyyyy. You're veeeery relaxed, WHERE ARE THE FUCKING CAR KEYS?' Then he rolled off the couch, laughing. Didn't work, go figure.
Naturally we didn't find the keys until after we ordered a new set. And you couldn't just order a car key, you had to order the the car key "bundle" which consisted of a temporary key, two key fobs, a valet key and a temporary tattoo that said "I"m a dumbass". Then they make you drive the car to the dealer so they could laugh in your face (and rekey the car). And it cost something like $300, fucking audi. And I was the one who had to do all this because I "didn't have a job". (Just twin babies so, you know, tons of time on my hands. The boredom was a real killer.)
Anyway, I finally got ahold of him and asked what the new password was. He rattled off all the usual suspects, which I'd already tried, and then he said, "Just reset the password with something that you'll remember." Me, "Oh, like, 'Johnsadumbass'?"
(John doesn't remember either of these events. Must have been Barbara's day off)
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