In honor of tax day (not for us—we got an extension), let us celebrate this relic from a more innocent, bygone age, when advertising the precise location of your valuable documents seemed like a swell idea. When identity theft was something that only happened on soap operas, and was usually the result of an amnesia-causing accident orchestrated by an evil twin. When a PIN was something you just stuck in a cushion shaped like a tomato. Ahhh, those were the days, my friends, we thought they'd never end, until they did.
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