Wi-fi passwords: putting lipstick on a pig
One day an octogenarian client of mine exploded: “Get rid of all these passwords! I can’t cope with this any longer!”
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Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
One day an octogenarian client of mine exploded: “Get rid of all these passwords! I can’t cope with this any longer!”
Just in the last few weeks I have had conversations with several different people, all of whom had been caught red handed violating their customer agreement with Netflix.
There was a time a few years ago when the internet was getting to a point that many popular websites were almost unusable as a result of the large number of pop-up advertisements. A lot of people were getting fed up.
It’s sooooo slooooow! Once again I am back on this very common topic and this time the “it” is Wi-Fi connections, again.
The Jardin of San Miguel was recently the scene of an amicable conversation I had with a Mac user who insisted there was no such thing as a Mac virus. I am a Mac user too, and perhaps I have a little better memory on this subject. As promised, here is a much abbreviated chronology.
In a recent conversation a friend of mine used the expression “two nines” in referring to the fact his most recent round of golf had been played on a nine-hole golf course and he had done two nines to complete his eighteen-hole round. “Two nines” is also an expression from the lexicon of Information Technology professionals about which I will elaborate more in a moment.
It’s sooooo slooooow! A couple of weeks ago I warned readers that this was a complaint I frequently hear from clients about their computers and that I was sure to have more to write on this topic than would fit into one column.