BMO locked me out AGAIN

[[Bank of Montreal, I hate your security|I already hate BMO’s online security.]] Now I hate it more, if it is in fact possible to hate something more than “totally”.
I just wanted to into my account. Nothing serious. But the password they made me assign apparently has changed, or is something completely different than I can remember. It’s not like I already have 8,349,204 passwords that I need to remember (thank you, Sarbanes-Oxley) and I must’ve made something up on the spot, wrote it down and then immediately burned the paper without looking at what I wrote.
That must’ve been it. No way it could be BMO. Not a chance.

Bank of Montreal, I hate your security

Oh. My. Lord.
I haven’t been this pissed off in a very, very long time. I actually yelled at the poor person on the phone trying to help me. It’s not her fault. It’s the Bank of Montreal. Who obviously has NO FUCKING CLUE what it’s like to live in the digital age.
Allow me to elaborate…
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