Easy fix - use your ex-husband's parent's phone number for your garage door code! My passwords these days are usually some combo of my cousins' childhood phone number and my grandparents' street name or something.
Same girl, same. I painted the interior of a house last week w/my husband and asked every single morning….”what’s the code again?”
I still remember it had a 2 in it. Whatevs. 🤷🏼♀️
I tell my colleagues that my brain is like a sponge and is so full off information that I leak everywhere and it’s a lucky dip as to the information they get
I hear you. I stopped using a combo lock on my gym locker because I kept forgetting the combo. But I still remember the home phone number where I grew up!
I can remember our home phone # from 1981-1990, the lyrics to the Partridge Family’s “I Think I Love You”, and could recite Caddyshack almost word for word…
But I could not give you accurate directions to my current house by using the neighborhood street names.
Same here. I'm remembering all kinds of phone numbers that have been cut off for 30 years because the people died. But ask me for the code to my daughter's house to take the dog out? 🤔
I still remember my phone number and street address from when I was in kindergarten, but I couldn't even begin to tell you what I did last week without looking in my journal
we went from gluing wings on a bike to putting a man on the moon in less than 60 years. Its weird how fast shit actually happens. The Pyramids at Giza starting building like 4700 years ago, but in terms of generations that's like only 230-ish generations of people between then and now.
Lol! I know the feeling but can remember my telephone number from when I was a kid (and trust me, we’re talking yonks and yonks ago). Dear gods, I’m so much older than I feel 😱.
Oh boy. I remember my childhood best friend’s birthday (we remain friends though we’ve lived all over the world), but I can’t remember a password I made yesterday!
I remember the name and phone number of a construction company that put those things in a commercial jingle in the 1960s. And according to the internet, it's still that company's phone number.
Can relate... I easily remember the words to the music from the 60's and 70's but to remember what I had for dinner last night, I draw a blank... it's just crazy this 'old age stuff'! 😄
I went into work one day and went to punch in my employee login, something I’d do before every shift, and completely forgot my code. Just blank. I had to have my supervisor put it in for me.
I so agree! I can remember the phone number to my father's business, all my childhood friend's phone numbers, but I can not remember my husband's cell phone number.
As a career IT professional, I would recommend against that. Those things could be available on the Internet to someone with dedication and a little saavy.
Nah, they won't.
Your well-meaning advice is appreciated, but I lived through the era where my bank used plain text passwords visible to telephone operators. My choice to use memorable numbers is never going to be the security problem that gets me.
I'm remaking passwords almost weekly, they all have a version of "fuck this" in letters and numbers, which at the time seem smart, but then, I forget again.
Kids now don't realize that we had to memorize all phone numbers, plus if you're of a certain age, memorization was how school did things.
Give it a minute. I do use the same pin everywhere but a password manager for everything else. Though even with that, I still stand there sometimes at my damn garage door. Though my fingers can put it in without me thinking about it. Damn…
Now, add a stroke to the mix. I can remember my grandmother's best friend's (all of them) phone numbers. They died in the 80s. But, I cannot remember my husband's as he sits right next to me.
Same. I remember the phone number when I was in third grade, and my hubby’s work phone from 35 years ago. But I can’t remember what I went into the other room for, and I look for my phone while holding my phone.
I'm 57 and can still remember my grandparents address and phone number from before they both got changed to new formats in the early 70's. Went from a name phone extension to numbers and from a rural route to a street number. Can't remember what episodes of Northern Exposure I've seen though.
Playing Pictionary with words I can't recall, of course I reverse to Spanish and my brain picks the most obscure word that means the same thing, in Spanish. Luckily my friend is well read and by deduction from the Latin root of words, he understands me, while he quietly laughs.
It's ok. Thirty years from now, when it becomes long term memory, then you'll remember it and go in there and you'll have a bunch of valuable antiques. 🙃
I think it's more I remember the dialing pattern for my mind. 3-6-9-0 is just top to bottom on the furthest to the right set of numbers on push button phones. Spin dial doesn't apply.
I run into people on the street I’ve known for decades and I can’t remember their names. But I still remember the names Carswell and Haynsworth, the two judges Nixon nominated for the Supreme Court in the early 70s, but they were so bad they were both rejected by the Senate.
Right there with you. The kid next door's number 60 years ago was 837-9460, but damn if I can remember the password I used to download VMWare Workstation.
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I’m old as Jesus and damn proud of it. 👍🏻
I still remember it had a 2 in it. Whatevs. 🤷🏼♀️
But I could not give you accurate directions to my current house by using the neighborhood street names.
I don’t feel that old!
Can definitely mark a change with a slight delay in wording accessibility … not so sure it’s just aging
Are you sure your ex-husband was married?
Probably just overreacting… what were we talking about? 😆
Old useless phone numbers and initials do make good passwords!
Can't remember where my glasses are or why I came into this room, or what I meant to search for, but that?
Still.
My coffee mug is... is...
... around here somewhere.
That is a normal aging issue, by the way. Not a big deal.😃
LOL
Never forgot it. 🤷♀️
Your well-meaning advice is appreciated, but I lived through the era where my bank used plain text passwords visible to telephone operators. My choice to use memorable numbers is never going to be the security problem that gets me.
Don't even start with passwords! 😒
Kids now don't realize that we had to memorize all phone numbers, plus if you're of a certain age, memorization was how school did things.
It's weird but I remember my number from 55 years ago but not the one I have today! 🤷🏼
Just can’t seem to recall what I came into the den for. 🧠
You should move to a nursing home!
Fun times. Fun times!
Playing Pictionary with words I can't recall, of course I reverse to Spanish and my brain picks the most obscure word that means the same thing, in Spanish. Luckily my friend is well read and by deduction from the Latin root of words, he understands me, while he quietly laughs.
Not only is father time a relentless bastard but he also thinks that he has a sense of humor.
2660 (business)
2403 (CO house)
2456 (MN house)
8547 (grandparents)
3690 (bestie)
The last 4 of my childhood phone numbers.
Yes, I'm one of those 'pattern' peeps; kinda.
I used to be able to remember every important number needed.
Now because of the cell phone, I barely remember my own number.
And you could add Bobby Seale for the original eight.
I have to stop and think anytime someone asks for my phone number🙃
2 letter. A#. A dash. The the last 4 #'s
PE5.....
try to use the same 2 or 3 passwords always. Gives me a fighting chance against senior moments waging war.