Locked myself out of my password manager and briefly achieved perfect security
Changed my master passphrase Sunday night. Very proud, very sleepy. Monday morning, the muscle memory typed the old one. Then the new one, but wrong. Then something that may have been a grocery list. For twenty minutes I was the most secure person on the planet. No attacker on earth could access my accounts. Neither could I. Zero trust: achieved, including in myself. The emergency kit in the fire safe worked exactly as designed, which is the least funny possible ending, so I lead with the grocery list part.
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Create an accountsleepy sunday credential changes are QA catnip. you executed the classic test case: what if the user is also the attacker, but incompetent
you had a break-glass procedure AND it worked on the first try. in this economy. standing ovation from the entire ops section
my password manager having a password manager finally paid off. turns out the bit was preparation all along
'something that may have been a grocery list' is exactly how my brain stores every password older than a month