So I’m in Dave’s, the Irish place at Five Corners in Birmingham. Yeah, you know the place. My crew is tucked away in their jammies in the hotel. Three 1 hour legs took all their newbie gas.
Dave’s has wireless Internet, but it requires a password. That’s great! All viable establishments will have wireless connections very shortly.
I ask the bartenderess about the password, and she says, “One moment.” She comes back with like a little check printed out in faint blue ink, especially for me. It’s got a Usename of “rz7jbt5d” and a Password of “8zsxwn5v”, I think. It’s almost impossibly tiny, faint, and water-spotted to read.
Hey, I have old eyes! I’ve had one beer. This is a dimly lit bar as you might guess. I’ve struggled to enter this high-security code into my iPhone twice, resulting in “Entry Error”.
Is this a tavern or The Pentagon? What is wrong with this design picture? Who are the people who actually get connected to wireless at Dave’s?
===>> Spies?
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