I might be the only one who finds this funny/sad.
I was trying to retrieve my mother’s email, but all the passwords she normally uses were not working. I click the Forgot Password? link and am faced with this question:
Where did you meet your spouse?
Let me tell you why this is sad: my parents split in 1972, divorced in 1981. It wasn’t amicable. Of all the optional security questions, my mother chose that one, a clear indication to me that she never got over the split. So sad to be carrying that your whole life.
Here’s why it’s funny: I had to call my dad when I ran out of feasible answers. The man has never owned a computer, nor has he ever sent an email and he can’t quite comprehend why I need this information. Still, he told me where they met (awww) and under what circumstances (a total ewww involving an accidentally exposed body part a la Janet Jackson at Superbowl 2004). I tried spelling variations, switching words, upper and lower case – all to no avail. And then I finally cracked her code.
One of my hidden talents is deciphering what no one else can. I once held a hand written letter from my great-grandfather in my hands that no one else could read. I was able to make sense of about half of the scraggly words, but the letter was written in Yiddish and I wasn’t completely fluent. That letter contained his instructions for his funeral.
And just last night, I got home to an agitated 15 year old. He had accidentally scratched off the last two digits on a gift card and had spent more than an hour and a half trying to figure it out. By the time I got to him, he was slamming his door in frustration.
“Let me see,” I said softly, holding my hand out for the card.
“Forget it,” he shrugged. “The money is lost.”
“Maybe,” I acknowledged. “You’ve got nothing to lose.”
I walked over to his desk, turned on his lamp so my 50-year-old eyes could see better and said, “Try…8M.”
“What the…?” he stuttered, watching his gaming account fill with money again.
I smiled and walked away.
He followed me. “Wait…how…That doesn’t even look like an M. How did you do that?”
“That’s my superpower.”
Mom cred uplevelled.
So tell me, what’s your hidden superpower?