… it’s just a handy pile for an intruder.
“Hi hi, anything that may be of interest, I’ve stacked for you, right here.”
I am bad for this. Don’t be like me.
Okay? Okay.
(there’s 3 types of shredders, get the 3rd type)
Spotted at this year’s SecTor online security conference. It was part of the capture-the-flag game, and a good example of why to never buy or use a strip cut shredder.
This is what I own.
It’s not as secure as you think though, because look: this is me digging for only a few minutes.
See how I made it seem like I’m up to something nefarious? Information is a weapon guys, dispose of it accordingly.
AKA “confetti cut”. I should’ve spent the extra few bucks and bought one of these.
It just annihilates the document.
Don’t make the mistake I did, and buy a micro shreder.
Hope you had a good ending, too.
Mine is below, plus I moved a mountain, right down to the wire on Friday. I like to think I finished with a little flourish.
I had a big Friday morning deadline, stood up from my laptop at 2am, then went for a cruise with fellow Autonet-er Russ.
He’d decided in case the world really did end, he wanted to be out driving.
Watch; it’s an automatic, too:
Ha! I’ve been pulling all-nighters for 2 weeks now, and this was a great ending to that.
Photobombing will never get old. Hi Shawna!
Go too: Brennen Demelo Studio – 416 301 1072 – 316 Adelaide street West
I don’t miss my white blonde hair, but it took many months to be able to say that. Fellow platinums – it’s a bit of a shock, when you transition down in tone.
The Extravaganza is complete! Both Prize Packs have been delivered to winners: Cara Eng, Toronto, and Glenn Morton, Kingston. Congratulations!
I didn’t mean for it to get so big, it just kept working – $3,200 in prizes. That’s more than some national franchises, my little blog.
Thanks again PR companies, it was great working together this year.
I was very quiet this weekend, in recovery mode, slept in late today.
My overly-dramatic letter opener.
Did paperwork, Life Admin, light manual labour and no-brainer chores; I can see the floor again.
Of course I shred.
This is my face.
Now back to being quiet, TTYT
xo Keri
The other night, I had the good timing to be getting cash, while the cleaner finished their shift.
They emptied the garbage cans inside the bank, then come out to the lobby, and put the ATM receipt trash cans into the same bag. The receipts were not separated and sent to a shredding company, like they should be.
Am I being overly cautious? Maybe. Most banks don’t print off your whole account number.
But, there is a lot of information on those receipts, and if we thought long enough, I’m sure we could come up with a couple scenarios where a bag of them might be useful.