I thought something like a home security system only existed on TV.  I had never seen or heard of one in real life before.  Sure, I never knew anyone really that rich enough to afford one, but I thought I’d hear about one in the news.  A celebrity or someone on Wall Street would probably have had one.  And they’d mention it in the news when someone tried to break in. Yet, I never did. I only ever saw it when a sitcom wanted to use the old, hackneyed cliché of having a family trapped inside their own house because of their home security system.  And, of course, the password to get free is always something ridiculous like the mother’s birthday or the married couple’s anniversary. Now, here I am newly married and shopping for apartments with my wife, and we’re fairly well off both being financial analysts.  We can afford new appliances, our own garage, a roof deck, Jacuzzi tub, and, yes, even a home security system. Honestly, we’re up on a high rise near the top so I doubt anyone would ever try to break in here.  They might fall a long, long way if they did, but it comes with the apartment.  I can’t really complain so long as I remember the password is my wife’s name “Gloria.”