WordPress blues struck again. Reading another’s post, I moved to comment. WP responded, hey, is this you? We’re asking because you’re not logged in.
I clicked to another tab which indeed showed me logged in.
That led me to an uncomfortable place. I don’t want to log in and re-enter my password on a page asking for such when I’m already demonstrably logged into that site. Cause, suspiciously, even though the URL looked okay and the page seemed genuine, it smelled. It this wasn’t a digital offering on a laptop but instead something tangible, it would stink like milk left out in a hot apartment for a month. It would arouse suspicions like a Nigerian prince offering me a million dollars if I just loaned him five grand for a day.
That’s how we live these days, at least in my abode, where phones aren’t answered unless the number is known, where unexpected packages are treated with deadly caution, strangers knocking on the door are ignored, and links in emails are triple-vetted.
Of course, it might have been some sort of WordPress malfunction. That kinda happens, too.
I’ve had that happen here way too often. I just go to the site, or just skip the comment. It is irritating though, extremely irritating.
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That happened to me over on Roger’s site, I want to say last week, but it could have been late the week before. I spent around 8 minutes on a merry chase, commenting, logging in, commenting, refreshing, commenting, logging in, refreshing, logging in. I finally reblogged so I could let Roger know how I felt about his post. I hope he saw it. I think WP has its bad days!
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