Tap that key (quietly)

Our worst fears have finally come true: some clever hooligan can figure out your passwords by just listening to you type.

And so a new reason to be paranoid arises while some adjustments to our every day lives need to be made.

For example, if you are at work and you look over at a co-worker, lift your stapler and put a "fuck you, not my password" look on your face.

The article states that "the bad guys can get access to your physical space, they can eavesdrop on your stuff. They can install a camera or a keyboard logger on the wire. They can install a microphone."

Bad guys? Somebody get the bat signal going.

Now, I don't give the majority of people access to my "physical space", not even the bad girls. Unfortunately, I've lost access to my physical space-- my password was hacked by an unknown person who probably qualifies as having both excellent hearing and nothing better to do.