Do you remember me saying I’ve used a fingerprint as part of the set-up for my phone? And that I’d probably lose the finger now?
Well, I still have all my fingers, but…
Sorry it’s a bit blurred but I had to frame it to miss out the clutter on my desk and take it with one hand, so focus proved to be a step too far.
It was the result of a blood test rather than accident, and I really ought to have thought about it before letting them use that finger. It bled quite a lot, because they’ve pumped me full of Warfarin and the injections that I can’t remember the name of. (That’s a little inelegant, but “the name of which I cannot remember” seems worse). I had also bled overnight from the site of the injection I gave myself last night.
Annoyingly, despite the bleeding, the numbers indicate that I’ve failed to reach the necessary threshold. They have upped the dose again and booked me in for a test on Wednesday, because I clearly have nothing better to do than go to hospital for tests. No doubt they will want me back on Friday too.
Having switched the phone off as requested when I entered hospital I had to restart it to call a taxi. This involved jugging stick, phone and bag as I tried to remove the plaster with my teeth.
The result of all that was that I managed to get blood on the sensor which, unsurprisingly, could not be persuaded to open the phone. Application of a handkerchief to both finger and sensor finally enabled me to ring a taxi.
I’m having a rethink on this fingerprint technology.
Poor Quercus! I had a feeling a phone mishap was going to occur. 🙂
Yes, it had that feeling of inevitability didn’t it.
You’d think they’d have you press on a back up finger…
That would make sense. 🙂
My husband’s phone uses fingerprint security but also has a password in case the fingerprint doesn’t work.
Is that what the password’s for? I did wonder why I needed both…
😉
I really would have been happier in the 19th Century in many ways…
😀
You have certainly put your finger on the problems of new tech.
Thankfully you have a sense of humour!
Plan B was to start shouting and jumping up and down on the phone. Humour is cheaper and people don’t stare. 🙂
Don’t stand on the phone!
Good call! 🙂
Analog rules
Yes, I’m slowly coming to that conclusion. 🙂