TToML 5: A Drunken Mistake

Late winter, early spring, 2011. I was living with Lindsay and McKensey in 109 of RG.

There was a boy that I was slightly interested in. No description necessary.

We had kind of an open computer policy in our apartment. If you left your laptop in the living room, it was free game to anyone who wanted to use it, you know, just for those quick little things like looking up a recipe or a movie time, or facebook stalking that new kid that just moved in. So naturally, we knew each other's passwords.

Well, one night I was talking to McKensey. There was some minor problem with my computer that I don't even remember now in specificity. But in the gist of the conversation we joked about how I should take my computer to my crush to have him fix it, and how it would be really awkward if my password just happened to be his name. I wish I could remember that conversation in more detail, but I guess it's just that gist that's important for the rest of my story to make sense.

Well, life went on...for about 18 hours. I got home from school and plopped down on the couch, reaching for my computer. I type in my password....

The username or password is incorrect.

"What the......? Oh. HAHAHAHA. McKensey is so funny."

So I type in boy's name.

The username or password is incorrect.

"Huh? Maybe she spelled it different."

The username or password is incorrect.

Yeah...not so funny anymore. I sat there for like 5 minutes, typing in anything that I could think of that might have happened. Variations of spellings. Variations of typos. My original password and all variations.

Finally I give up and call McKensey. I left her a very pleasantly worded message for her to call me back. I eventually got her explanation:

"After you went to bed last night, I decided it would be so funny if I really changed it to his name, so I did. But then when I woke up today, I realized it was a drunken mistake*. So not funny. But when I went to go change it back...I couldn't get on. What I thought I had typed as the password was not actually what your computer thought the password was. I tried for a while and then I realized that I was talking to my brother when I did it last night and I could have typed anything about what we were talking about....you know how you do that sometimes? You write about what you're talking about and not what you actually mean to? So...I'm really sorry I don't know what to do."

I assured her that it wouldn't have been a drunken mistake...had she actually typed in the correct word.

We tried for a solid week to crack the code. We even got others involved and had them try their magic. 

Nada.

So it came to the point where we realized we were never going to figure it out. I was just gonna have to reset my computer to factory default and be done with it. Thankfully the computer was only a few months old and the only data that I had on it were a few pictures of no real significance.

What was my unbreakable password? Alas, it's another mystery that will only be solved as we watch the video of what happened when we're chilling in heaven. But, for now, all is right in the world. I have my computer up and running, and nobody knows the password.

*Not a literal drunken mistake. Merely a mistake that you make because it's late at night and you're a bit delirious and find things much funnier than they would be in any situation during regular hours of the day. There was no alcohol involved in this story.