Happy Christmas Readers. Both of you .

I have just connected, or not, to my e-mail account; apparently I had forgotten my password.

So…

I clicked on the ‘I’ve forgotten my password again, I’m an idiot’ clickton ( a button you can click).

They said I had to receive a phone call with a code to prove I was me.

Fair enough, I guess.

So I clicked on a new clickton (see above).

And they phoned and a robot got ready to repeat a number.

As I was getting ready to listen, there was music playing around where I was sitting, someone asked me where the mint tea was.

I was in a café.

My café I guess, that’s why they were asking me where the mint tea was (is).

The answer was, and is, complicated and involved using at least two different languages, so I decided it was easier to get up from my computer and show them.

That’s when the robot started talking to me.

I tried to retain the numbers as I searched for the packet of mint tea, but there were many many numbers and many many different packets of tea hiding the mint.

I rushed back to the computer and luckily the robot offered to start again.

I put the number in the place-thing where I was meant to put it and clicked on the validate clickton.

I was invited to create a new password.

I did.

It wasn’t ‘strong enough’.

I tried again.

Better….. but not better enough apparently.

So I came up with something that NO ONE will ever find and NO ONE, especially me, ever remember.

The password fascists rejected it because it was ‘too similar to the previous’ one. 

I sighed.

So I settled on ‘gofuckyourselves’ …. And they accepted it.

And my e-mail opened.

Brilliant!

Sort of…

Because now I couldn’t remember why I was opening my e-mail; certainly not to read.

I guess I wanted to send Happy Christmas Greetings.

But to who?