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Nosy People Of The World, Unite

And then put everything back exactly the way you found it.

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Look, I admit it. I’m nosy AF.

That’s what happens when you’re an only child and you live in the middle of nowhere and there’s nothing to do and your parents are working or outside or doing whatever it is parents do, so you take their bedroom apart piece by piece.

I’m probably lucky the only thing I was scarred by was an illustrated pamphlet about hemorrhoids, knowledge of which eventually came in handy many, many, many years later.

I can’t shake the habit of looking through other people’s stuff if I get half a chance. It’s like hunting for buried treasure or Easter eggs. There seems to be a basic human instinct for poking around and looking for that which is hidden, or unseen, or put into a locked desk drawer on purpose.

Am I a thief? I choose not to answer on the grounds it may tend to incriminate me.

You can’t disagree that all of reality TV is based on snooping into other people’s lives. Show us the dirt, baby.

I do know that if you’re going to join the Nosy Nellies of the world, you need to follow the most basic rule, which is to put everything back…