The Playboy Advisor

January, 2008

I came home from getting takeout to find my girlfriend at my desk, trying to crack my computer password. When I asked what she was doing, she replied casually that she wanted to see what was on my PC and would I please type in my password. I told her she was nuts, which prompted a well-rehearsed speech to the effect that I could be a rapist, a terrorist or a serial killer. I told her a rapist, terrorist or serial killer would not leave evidence on his computer for his girlfriend/victim to find,...