By Laura Argintar, Daily Opinion Blogger
Published April 9, 2012
Ever fantasize about having sex on the block ‘M’? Wonder what really goes on in the Michigan dining hall or in the back rooms of the bar? Individuals speak out about scandals you’ve always felt were happening on campus but never knew who they happened to.
Which of these activities have you partaken in?
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All names, places and titles have been changed to protect the identities of those involved.
The nutty professor
I was at Espresso with a friend, talking about Adderall and studying for the LSAT, and this guy was eavesdropping and started talking to us. I nudged my friend, feeling really uncomfortable because I recognized him as my professor from last year.
Somehow, we started talking about where he was from, where we were from — that kind of thing. We both thought he was gay. Then we all exchanged numbers and e-mails.
He actually wrote me an e-mail a couple days later. We had discussed restaurants when we met, and in the e-mail he wrote, “Why don’t we try one out?” Assuming he was gay, I agreed to go.
We met for drinks at The Black Pearl and got a bottle of wine. Then I was like, “OK, this guy is weird,” so I went to the bathroom, called a cab, came back out and said it was time to peace out. He tried to kiss me, and I got all weird. Then I realized he actually was not gay or pretending not to be. Anyway, he continued to e-mail me. I didn’t respond.
I saw him again at Amer’s, and I said “Oh, I was sick. I haven’t had time to respond to e-mail, and I’ve been away for two weeks.” It was a shitty lie and awkward situation, but I thought that that would have been the end. However, he continued to e-mail me, not getting the hint.
I see him around campus and wave or put my head down. But I’m still wondering if he ever remembers me from class.