Rise of the machines

It’s routine now, after six years. I wake up, get ready, go to office, and start working. Or not working. Every couple of months, this happens:

My computer: Your password will expire in 1 day(s). Would you like to change it now?

Me (Clicking on ‘Yes’): Oh no! Here we go again. Time to shit bricks.

My computer: New password please.

Me: sushant

My computer: Your password should be at least 8 characters long.

Me: Shit!

Me: ilovemymom

My computer: Sorry, the password you entered does not match the password security criteria. Your password should contain numbers too.

Me: What the fuck!

Me: ilovemymom22111980

My computer: Wrong again, we at Mindfuck Systems are very concerned about security. It’s you date of birth…too easy for anyone to guess. Try something different.

Me: What the hell is wrong with you? Am I working in the goddamn CIA?

Me: ilovemymom1523

My computer: That’s the exact number of people who died when Titanic sank. Very obvious. Try something else.

Me: Must suppress the urge to shit on the keyboard.

Me: ilovemymom55353545435

My computer: Sorry, the password you entered does not match the password security criteria. Your password should contain special characters also.

Me: Thaari maa ki aankh. Ye le.

Me: ilovemymom55353789789545435!@#$%^&*

My computer: Your password should not be more than 32 characters long. Take that, asshole.

Me: Thee hath awoken my wrath. Thy DIE!!!

Me: ilovem!ndfuck$y$tem$22111980

My computer: Your password has been changed successfully.

Me: Fuck yeeaaah! No bricks shall be shat today.

My computer: I’ll be back…