I work in IT. There are days when I truly love my job. I enjoy teaching people to surmount their ignorance and overcome their fears of technology. I love hard problems that multiple people cannot resolve... head scratchers. One of the parts of my job that I don't really care for is monitoring peoples files during file transfers. I don't go out of my way to see if they've got questionable material but if in the course of my regular duties I find it according to company policy I have to report it... lawsuits and all.
I was helping someone that I consider to be a mild acquaintance. He lives next door to my building in a hotel while awaiting an assignment. I've had to go there to do work on his system. He always has a cold beer ready for me. We've talked about family and other things. A bit beyond niceties. I like the guy genuinely. He is always smiles and always shakes my hand warmly. We usually share a laugh about something.
I'm not a prude. Far from it. I think I have a healthy sexual appetite. The problem is that in the basics of my job I found a bunch of porn on this guy's system. I had to go to HR who told me to go to my supervisor who then went to his supervisor. About 10 minutes later I get a call and this guy asks me if he can borrow his system for a sec. I know what happened is that my boss told his boss about it and he told him to get rid of it. Part of me feels guilty. Part of me feels like I ratted someone out. The moniker of "its my job" isn't helping...