pmsumner

I was wandering into the Restaurant (I hate spelling that word) at work, being bored (Kellie's birthday, she gave us an hour and three quarters for lunch break...), when what did I see? I saw people sitting round reading a printout of my recent Livejournal entries. To say I was slightly shocked wouldn't come close, I was fecking terrified. I don't know what I've written as friends only in the last week or more, I am fairly loose with the security of my posts, not liking to restrict anything unless I see a damned good reason.

All I can say is thank the Gods up there (or down there) that it was just boring drivel. Heh. I'd given the address to Heather a few days back, not as an exercise in trust as such, but I wanted to see if she'd look around and see what she said, if anything. My interests are anything but innocent - is what I mean..

As it turns out, it proved to be quite a useful exercise in trust. Whilst I didn't say anything about keeping it private, I would not show anyone another person's writing (or display their art, or play their music) in a public forum without asking first. It's just polite. And whilst what they saw is on the web, nobody knew about it and showing it to them without even saying anything to me is just plain rude, in my eyes.

To put it in a real world context, would you show a group of people someone else's paper journal if they told you where it was kept?

Looks like I'm going to have to be wary about what goes in public posts from now on...
Though on the other hand, I'm hardly rude about anyone, anything that I write is unlikely to be insulting. It's just not my style :) I'll carry on as normal. Just hope that none of them took a note of the URL.