Holy Jesus, Part 2.
Unrelated to first, only the location is the same.
So my neighbor Michel (He's French) comes over to bug me and Kary, because he's been getting flirty emails from the secretary in the History department. She's 18 and not bad, but apparently he's not like IDE and doesn't want a girl that young. So Michel's been getting these emails and facebook messages and stuff, and asks us how to break it off. We tell him to be kind and stuff, so he tells her to meet him at Starbucks so he can let her down last Friday.
Friday comes and I am in the History department with a student when Michel comes into the office-room. The secretary 18-year old is dressed nice, and he's freaked out. I lightly made fun of him, to which my student was perplexed. Regardless, he meets with her, tells her while it's flattering, she's too young. She tells him its ok, and they should be friends. He says fine, blah blah blah. WOMEN ARE LIARS.
Monday, while in the department, the evil secretary who's friends with the 18-yo one, tells the head of the department that a CD was found on Friday with Michel's documents full of pornography on it. While he is French, he never uses CDs to record his freaky euro pr0n, and only uses a USB drive for his work. When he confronts said secretary about this, she said "Oh, well this happened a month or two ago, when we got new furniture in the department." (Which was mid September, not Nov or October) and she never actually checked the CD, only heard from someone else what was on it. When asked where is said CD, she didn't know.
Michel now is all freaked out because he's accused and the 18yo is giving him dirty looks, but still sending him suggestive emails. He asks a professor what to do, and the professor said he shouldn't worry. Since he wasn't caught looking at anything pr0nie on a school comp with people around, it doesn't matter what's on anything. She also looks at said emails, and decides they need to talk to the 18yo. Tuesday goes by with nothing eventful, but yesterday, holy fuck.
Said student I met with last Friday is still working on her paper, and likes studying in the history dept because it's quiet. She wanted me to meet her at 1pm to review what she had written. I agreed, but then she emails me at 12 or so saying she isn't in the office-room because the secretarys were kicked out. While odd, if they were having a meeting, they would boot her to a conference room. I go to meet with her, and apparently she thinks someone was cheating on a test because there was yelling, etc. As I am sitting there reviewing the essay with the student, several of the other grad students/TAs are like whispering to each other, odd amirite?
I go home, but before I see one of my professors sitting at the 18yo's secretary's desk surfing the net which is in front of said office room which my student was booted from. I talk to her quickly, but I never thought of why she wasn't in the office room surfing on the comps in there, but at the sec's desk.
I am now home, and I get the knock-knock of an annoying neighbor. Michel was called earlier this morning by a friendly professor, telling him DO NOT COME IN TO THE DEPARTMENT TODAY. He also recieved a stalkerish email this morning from the 18yo, which was a massive emo bitchfest mixed in with a cup of stalker speak. Example?
YOU DONT NEED TO WORRY ABOUT ME!!!!
THEY CANT SEPERATE US!!!!!!!
WE NEED TO TALK NOW!!!
MY PLANS WILL WORK IF YOU JUST LISTEN!!!!!!!!!!
WHY DONT THEY LISTEN!!!!!
WE ARE AMAZING TOGETHER!!!!!
Imaging 40 lines of that. Creepy.
I tell him to send it to the head of the depart and such, and just stay away from the department. He goes home and I work more. I go to chell my university email, when I see an email from my professor. I read it, and bricks were shat.
DM 392 is closed now because of an unfortunate police incident. Hopefully it will be available by Friday. If not, you will have to manage in the main office and the halls and my office.
Cheating on a test my ass. Immediately I think of Michel and said I warning. I run over to his place, show him the email. Now he's freaked out, thinking this bitch is gonna kill him. He calls around to anyone, and this is what we gather from a professor:
The head talks to the 18yo on tuesday, sets up a meeting with her and her parents yesterday. It takes place in the office room, DM 392. During said meeting, she freaks out and gets violent or something (No one was clear with this) and the cops are called. When they come in, she's flipping out and so they arrest her. She's now being held on $15,000 bail for resisting arrest, disorderly conduct, etc., and Michel was told to call tomorrow to see if he should come to the department. He's freaking out now, thinking that the department now thinks of him as a child molester who messes up the youngins and such, while the secretary will come free and kill him.
I wanna visit the head of the department to step in and say: "HEY! I'm not messed up or anything, so dont worry!"
