Something that happened at work a while back: We have a fellow who works with us who's a tad annoying. Very loud, socially awkward, an 18-year-old kid trapped in a 30-year-old body. He started dating a girl, and they moved in together within three months of knowing each other. Given his personality, this seemed odd and caused some gossip. Come to find out the baby is due in October. Anyway, back when they were moving in together a coworker and I were talking about it. Her: And he has such bad credit! Me: What? What the hell are you talking about? Her: Look. [Opens up a web browser, searches his name on a provincial database and brings up notices of all the companies he's in arrears to.] Look, they're garnisheeing his wages! Me: Holy shit, I don't want to see that! Why would you look something like that up? Her: I was curious if he had any judgements against him. Personally, I go out of my way not to snoop. Growing up, I had a mother that if she found a letter sitting on a table, she'd read enough of it to figure out who it belonged to, stop reading right there, and place it back in your room untouched. I never had to worry about someone reading my journal or going through my things, and I try to extend that courtesy to others. Focus: Are you nosey? Any snooping habits? Alt Focus: Ever been the snoop-ee? Had your things gone through or someone nosing about who shouldn't be? Funny stories welcome.