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Without hesitation! Ah… I bet my long lost virginity most men would shake in their boots when faced with questions about their social media passwords. The very mention of the word ‘password’ breaks a thick sweat on their foreheads.
Rachel Garuka
Rachel Garuka

Without hesitation!

Ah… I bet my long lost virginity most men would shake in their boots when faced with questions about their social media passwords. The very mention of the word ‘password’ breaks a thick sweat on their foreheads.

Then they ask you silly things like why you want it as if you just want to hear how pretty it sounds! If I ask for it then of course I want to see what dirt he has hidden there and should he hesitate for even a jiffy, my curiosity will heighten.

I hate that line - the less you know the better. No, it is actually in my very best interests to know exactly what is going on with the man I call boyfie or whatever.

This business of men cheating and then being told that not knowing is better is horseshit run over twice. That is how people get AIDS! And I don’t know about you but I am terrified of that thing right there.

So here is how I see it, to put my mind at ease – just give me the damn thing. If he is not being shady then he has nothing to worry about. I know stuff can be deleted, so there is no guarantee that I will find anything worth holding a butcher knife around him for but it is comforting to know that he has no problem giving me his password.

I like my privacy, so when asking for his password, my only enthusiasm is that mine is ready should he ever need it – though, to be honest, I wouldn’t hand it over smiling from ear to ear.

Some messages are sweet and hard to erase –I want to read them all the time. But if my honey pie asks for my password, I don’t think he’d be too pleased with the discovery!

I’m sure you would like to know what I would do if I found any hanky panky in my man’s emails or Facebook messages – well – let’s just say there would be some butcher knives flying around the place, possibly headed for his cheating balls.

Then I would also attack his brain and do him a favour by destroying it as the stupidity of giving me a password when he knows there is some shady activity going on is simply unacceptable.  Doesn’t he know how to delete? Or the fact that he gave me the password with his hanky panky still visible is a sign that he is indeed tired of me and is asking me to move on – the only way a coward can.

Either way, I need those passwords!

 

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