Flash fiction in 200 words.
“Oh god! How could I be so stupid?!”, she cried.
“Is that a rhetorical question?”, her husband chided her.
She threw him a mutinous look, and looked back at her computer monitor. Clearly, this was not a time for humour.
“Ok, ok. What happened now? I’ll help if I can.”
“You know how the internet protocol usually says that for every account that you create on the net, use a different password?”
“So, that’s exactly what I did. Five different passwords for five different websites, and now I can’t remember what password I gave for my online shopping account. What do I do now??!!”
“Ok, relax. Just click on “Forgot Password”, and they’ll generate a new one for you.”
“Ya, I guess I’ll have to do that… Damn, I’m not going to give so many different passwords ever again. I hope I remember the rest of them.”
“Well, you should’ve thought of that before registering on all those online shopping sites. You’ll get purple shoes in stores also, you know. ”
*Gasp!!* “ Purple shoes! That’s my password!! Yay!!! I love you, seriously!”
“Next time, just give my name as the password. You’ll never forget that.”