Pesky Passwords

They say to use a password of 4 random words, so mine is:
purple-giraffe-running-on-a-cloud123!
—Randall Munroe

Lil’ Toot here. Mom was at the Computer. (Have I mentioned how much Time that machine takes away from Me? Even a moment is far too much.) She was fussing over a password that wouldn’t let Her into an Account. It even had the Gall to tell Her that Her Password was incorrect. That did it! Hysterical laughter. I told Her to go to Bed. And so We did. Living unstuck.

The next day saw Mom and Me at the Bank. Lisa, The Banker, was very kind. Besides, She feeds Me treats. Yum! Mom was getting to the same boiling point over the new Password, when Lisa suggested another option. And fed Me another treat. Win, win dance all the way around. Living unstuck.

I wonder: Do You have issues with Your Passwords? Or are They easy-peasy? I say: Stick to the simple ones. Or make Them so complex You change them every time You get into the Account. How difficult could it be, Mom? I don't have a Problem. Tail wags. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#password-angst