FamilyGAH! Is there one person in your house that is usually in charge of setting joint passwords? It used to be me; that is, until I handed all the bill paying chores over to Gil last month. I had been doing it for the last ten years, and this year I went *TILT* (in case that wasn’t evident, Constant Reader) and dumped it in his lap.
So, the first thing he did, understandably, was fumble the password and lock himself out of our account. So, he set a new one, which I cannot remember to save my life. The ones I chose were intuitive, I thought, based on shared jokes, or a word from the billboard in the middle of the desert on which he proposed to me (true story).
Now, our new banking password is the name of a beer. Plus a number. Not a number that means anything, like “5” for the five members of our family, or “3” for our three children, or even “2” for number of irritating adults who live in our house, but a different number. Put it all together and what you get is me asking him seventeen times what the new password is, even though I don’t have to pay the bills. It just makes me mad not to be able to get in.
Control issues? Maybe.
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03.30.04 at 09:12 AM |
girl, you betta get on the horn to the bank and get the info from them. in strange situations like this, having your mate “mysteriously” lock you out of the bank account AINT SO DAMN MYSTERIOUS. Gain control of the sitch at once. A woman in control is two balls in the hand.
03.30.04 at 09:16 AM |
Normally, I’d agree. But he really did lock himself out forgeting the password, and I really do have access. Besides, my name is on everything, and the mortgage is in my name, and so is the paycheck, and so is… nevermind.
I do like the two balls in the hand quote, though… *makes careful note*
03.30.04 at 10:21 AM |
It could be worse. My husband and I used to have a joint checking account with Wells Fargo. I was the one that set up the password and did all the banking. Then they sent us a letter saying that since it was joint, we would each have to have a login and they would then start charging EACH of us for online bill pay. Bu Bye WF ...n hello BofA.
03.31.04 at 02:20 PM |
Cp, you got the wrong guy. If I tried that I’d be so sneaky I’d forget all the passwords myself even when drinking the correct beer.