So I’m not saying my job is totally boring because it’s not. But yesterday the most exciting 5 seconds of my day—those precious moments where I felt most alive and engaged—were when I was waiting to see if I’d guessed the right password on a web app I don’t use often.
Like most, I have way too many passwords, and try as I might, I sometimes lose track of them. That’s when I resort to guessing.
This was to get into a travel system we use in my agency. I only had three chances—three strikes—and I’d be out. Then I'd have to contact the site to get a whole new password which is an annoying hassle. Ugh.
So I made my first guess. WRONG!
Okay. Let’s try guess number two. WRONG!
My adrenaline surged. I leaned forward in my seat and oh so carefully tried my final answer.
The screen went into that waiting pattern. The little world spun round and round in the corner of my screen.
Then this.
WELCOME TO THE XYZ TRAVEL MONICA!
I’m embarrassed to say I actually threw both fists into the air in a little victory “dance” and whispered “yes!”
Maybe today I’ll try and figure out how I can put someone on hold and bring another caller on the line. It seems so easy when someone else does it. ;-)
1 comment:
I know the excitement of finally figuring out your login, congrats!
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