CAPTCHA...You're a Robot so Stop Telling me What do Do!
Do you know that digital box that differentiates computers from humans when logging into a website? It's CAPTCHA which stands for Completely Automated Public Turing test, flows off the tip of you're tongue, doesn't it? The questions asked are difficult for computers to perform, a no-brainer for most people, and a shitshow for me.
If you're a chronic overthinker these CAPTCHA tests are stressful. When CAPTCHA wants me to confirm how many street lights are in nine photos, I need more information to answer. My driver's license test took me forever to pass, not because I'm a total idiot, but because I overanalyze everything. A question like "You were just in an accident, have called the authorities and swapped contact information, now what do you do?" poses many follow-up questions.
It depends on if I'm wearing slutty shoes or sweatpants. What time is it? If it's 3 am and I'm wearing a tank top, then I'm not exiting the car. What season is it? If there is ice and snow, I'm also not exiting the car. If you're thinking that the CAPTCHA that asks you to decipher a phrase might be easier for me to accomplish, nope. Letters that look so close to normal but are the slightest bit off are also nightmarish.
Have you ever needed to prove to an inanimate object that you're flesh and blood?