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>be a TA for an undergrad statistics class
>there's always at least one hilariously stereotypical nerd per semester
>quickly learn that if those nerds figure out that you play, they go full retard and use your shared fandom as an excuse to step over any and all teacher-student boundaries
>be offered shinies n' shit in exchange for private tutoring (which is specifically banned in my employee contract)
>during final semester, latest pokenerd takes to springing unexpected hugs from behind, even when directly warned of how fucking inappropriate it is to touch a teacher like that
>pokestalker memorizes my office hours and shows up to every meeting, even if he doesn't have any questions or need any help
>he somehow figures out where i (out of a school with 40,000+ students) park my car during the day, and starts leaving "friendly" little notes on my windshield, "wishing me well," "hoping i had a good day," etc.
>seriously consider filling out a harassment complaint with HR, but all my coworkers insist that i'm overreacting and being a bitch
While I know that it was really just that particular guy that was creepy, and that his creepiness wasn't connected in any way to his love of pokemon, the whole experience put me off admitting that I play to people irl for a while
