So I just got the new iPhone 5s and begun using the fingerprint scanner, believing it would make everything so much easier. WRONG!
So, I don't care if I loose my phone and some random dude reads my emails.
Well that's a lie, I do care. However, the thing that keeps me up at night, giving me nightmares and wet bed sheets, is the thought of one of my douchebag friends reading my messages, browsing my pictures and messing with my facebook account.
And I really do believe a lot of you will agree with me on this one.
So here's a scenario:
I'm all drunk at a party and end up sleeping on a couch. Happens all the time. At this time my phone is locked with a 4 digit code. I wake up the morning after, hungover like hell, and really don't wanna remember the night before. I go home, drink some water, watch a movie and cry myself to sleep.
THIS is what really happened:
I got really drunk last night, and fell asleep on the couch. Now one of my least favorite douchebags picked up my iPhone, pressed it against my finger, and ****ed up my life. I wake up the morning after, hungover like hell, and I just wanted to forget last night ever happened. Well, I couldn't.
Last night was all over facebook, and that girl I really like will never speak to me again. I'll also have a hard time explaining to my grandfather not only why I came out of the closet to him, but also why I wanted him to be my first.
God praise cumbersome passwords.
This will happen guys.
So, I don't care if I loose my phone and some random dude reads my emails.
Well that's a lie, I do care. However, the thing that keeps me up at night, giving me nightmares and wet bed sheets, is the thought of one of my douchebag friends reading my messages, browsing my pictures and messing with my facebook account.
And I really do believe a lot of you will agree with me on this one.
So here's a scenario:
I'm all drunk at a party and end up sleeping on a couch. Happens all the time. At this time my phone is locked with a 4 digit code. I wake up the morning after, hungover like hell, and really don't wanna remember the night before. I go home, drink some water, watch a movie and cry myself to sleep.
THIS is what really happened:
I got really drunk last night, and fell asleep on the couch. Now one of my least favorite douchebags picked up my iPhone, pressed it against my finger, and ****ed up my life. I wake up the morning after, hungover like hell, and I just wanted to forget last night ever happened. Well, I couldn't.
Last night was all over facebook, and that girl I really like will never speak to me again. I'll also have a hard time explaining to my grandfather not only why I came out of the closet to him, but also why I wanted him to be my first.
God praise cumbersome passwords.
This will happen guys.