At risk of being barred (frrom my life)
Having spent the whole of my life speaking English, I tend to be overconfident in my skills. But, now that we have a steady stream of TV from England, I find that there are certain lacks in vocabulary.. Nothing I can’t solve with an oversize dictionary, I hope. This evening, I had to halt and ponder. “Midlife gap year?”
Each word works, but the combination means that I’m in the bog of jargon. The TV program will end, in a few minutes, but I want to know if I have missed something important. Did I forget to reset my life? Should I have gone abroad (it sound like a solution to many problems)? I don’t know. Probably never will, unless I have a chance to query someone of a certain age and social status. I hate those moments.
I should get back to work on a larger problem. A forgotten password. To my YouTube account. I have access on other devices, but the new tablet beckons. And what I really fear is trying too hard, triggering some alarm and finding myself locked out on my other machines. I don’t want to restart watching all of those obscure videos that are slowly changing my view of the ooutside world. That request to send a passoword change to a definded email account strikes fear in my heart. I could actually lock myself out of my life, through carelessness.
No, I don’t use the same password on every platform. Sorry, hackers of the world. Nor do I keep a paper list. At least, I don’t think so. It has been very simple to allow software to store my secrets, albeit risky. One small plus is that the fancy new keyboard has arrived, and this might be the perfect moment to get used to it. The keyboard. Not being locked out of my life. Almost enough to make me swear off gadgets.
