Hello I am Fobbie

Hello, my name is Fobbie. I am one of those unappreciated devices that make your life safer and easier. I am kind of like the security system for your home combined with the air bag in your car. Something that is needed to make sure you have a safe computing experience, and is there most of the time to protect you when you need me most. I spent most of my earlier life tucked away in a dark dresser drawer and was withdrawn on telecommute or travel days. In my later years, I was attached to a set of keys and would travel around with Owner in the recesses of his pants pocket. It's not an easy life. Competing for space with the keys and supermarket club cards, trying to find a comfortable spot away from sharp master key that constantly rubs and scratches on my face. Although I liked the earlier and more comfortable life of dark drawer living, it was not a life at all. Now I get to hear, and smell the experiences of Owner. I don't taste, but occasionally see Owner's life. If he decides to take me out and leave me on the desk, I get a chance to look up at him or maybe outside if I am positioned properly. A key fob that can see things - impossible you say? I do have a face after all, a front and a back, so it's not too far fetched for me to see what's going on around me. Use a little imagination and it will happen.

My job is very simple. I deliver a six digit code every sixty seconds. My creator developed the code and implanted it in me at birth. As with all codes, in order to prevent re-occurrence or the chance of a duplicate code, I have a limited life. After about eight years, I need to be replaced with a new key fob. It's a sad but necesary situation, the date of my death is printed right on my back. I know exactly how much time I have left and as I begin to fade away, I tell owner through a countdown number to the right of the code. My moment of fob-death is coming soon. You should feel thankful that your creator although he knows, did not do the same to you.

It don't have much time to tell you my story, but it is a full and rich one. Full of experiences, life, illness, death, travel, new languages, smells, and the occasional sight of a beautiful summer day in the desert southwest as I sit in comfort directly under the air conditioning vent. Who could ask for more. So please sit back and enjoy my story. There's no order of events and I might tell you something from the past or something that happened this morning. Like an aging grandparent waiting to die, I leave you with whatever legacy makes sense to me at the moment. Whatever you learn, I hope this blog leaves you with a special appreciation for your key fob and the life of this trusted and faithful friend.

Sincerely,

Fobby