Password Protected

Yvonne Battle-Felton

June 9, 2010

My passwords have passwords.

You would think this would make them easier to remember.

For some reason, techs worldwide believe the best place for the many passwords that protect my life, are better stored in my head. Realistically, if my memory was that good, I wouldn’t need to keep many of the documents I have stored in various cyber locations in the first place.

There was a time I remembered my one or two passwords, but as I’ve acquired more, I remember them less. On a fairly regular basis I call or email a tech to request they reset my password, oh, and to tell me what it is.

The more time I spend on line, the more passwords I collect. I create (hopefully) hacker proof passwords that are so complicated that even I can’t remember them. At times, I wish for a universal password—well, maybe two: one for work and one for life. Though as I imagine it, it is too risky. One password can hardly be expected to protect the social me let alone my professional self.

So, I have passwords for just about everything I do online, and for some things I don’t do. And , now, in order to remember yet another one, I have a password to access my passwords—until I forget it.

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