I wish there were some way to burn every copy of every episode of the TV show *The Big Bang Theory*.

While it was airing, this weird guy thought it was *perfectly normal* to follow me to my office on my first day of grad school. He stood at the door to block my only exit, and proceeded to tell me that he "had to" follow me because otherwise he "might not see me again." I had to nod along while he thought it made perfect sense to deliver a sales pitch for himself.

Fortunately, the Department head agreed to give me a new office near the receiving desk, so there'd always be other people near. But d**n, what a s****y start to the academic year.

I was friends with a group of people and closer to one guy in particular. I babysat his kid, he bought me dinner, very give and take type of friendship. One time I'm s******l and really needed to go to the emergency room. Wanted to avoid large ambulance bill so guy I'm close to takes me, afterwards wouldn't stop hounding me to date him. I said no each time and was met with, "but I took you to the hospital!" It was heavily implied he would have just let me die if he knew ahead of time I would not f**k or date him. How lovely!

I met him when I was 16, he was 20, while playing league of legends. We kept getting in the same games and eventually just added each other and queued up. We lived in the same city and there was a meetup for other gamers so we had met in person a couple months later after playing every day together.

I didn’t really have a lot of friends, so I did cling to him during these meetups, where we would all go to this internet cafe and get pizza and play LoL. He was nice, he would pick me up and drive me to the city or take the train to mine and escort me down and teach me about public transport. I truly saw him as a best friend.

Eventually, I guess he got inpatient. He would be jealous that I had a crush on a guy in my grade, lamenting about what this boy had that he didn’t. He’d bring up all the things he did for me, how he never asked to be repaid or anything back. He wanted us to lose our virginities to each other, he wanted me. He never did anything to me when I was underage, a silver lining I suppose.

I drifted myself away from him and he let go.

Two years pass, I’m 18. I see him again when there’s a big LoL event in our city and he starts talking to me. I was naive, I forgave him. Because how could I hate someone for wanting me? Ha.

He offers to drive me home, I accept because it’s late and I’ve overstayed in the city talking to him.

He’s changed! Apparently. He’s gone to gym, got fit, started seeing girls and lost his virginity! Good for him, I said. He talks about how he loves it when women are smaller than him, like me, how these Asian girls love how big he is, how he throws them around. I’m uncomfortable, because I am an Asian girl. He asks if I’ve done anything yet, I guess he thinks that my aversion to dating him before was because I was frigid? I’m nearly home. Nearly there! I text my dad, ask him to meet me infront of the house because I’m scared.

He then drops the question, if I’d like to see his p***s. I refuse. He then asks me to change the song, I look down and yea, he has it out. He’s smiling, thinking that I’d be impressed? Or overcome with lust? Quite the opposite.

I open the car door while it’s still moving, he’s swearing and stopping the car and I just get out and tell him to never talk to me again. I’m close to my home and I see my dear dad, standing menacingly in the dark at the end of the driveway.

I run to my dad and he charges down the street to the car. I get back inside and not long after, my father does too. I’m blocked from that guy on every platform I had him on, except Snapchat, where he later sends me a slurry of a**se before blocking me too.

Not much is said but it’s not needed. I love my dad and the day he saved me.

Was my friend for 7 years! 7 years!

We supported each other in college, studying, he asked and I set him up with a friend, they dated, broke up, I stayed friends with both. Helped each other move at last 5 times, endless resume editing, relationship advice, introduced him to people as my brother. Maximum contact was an occasional hug.

Found myself single near a big birthday, while crying about the fresh break up on the phone with him, he decided that I should try dating him, or at least hook up, and that I owed it to him because he's always been there for me. Excuse me?! I had always been there for him too and I didn't think anything was owed to me!

Freshman year, a guy in one of my classes offered to tutor me in stats. I said sure—he *was* good at it and I actually needed the help. Every session, he brought me a little gift (coffee, granola bar, handwritten poems… yeah). I tried to tell him it wasn’t necessary but he brushed it off.

Then one day I thanked him and said I finally passed the quiz. His response? “Well now you owe me a date. Or at least a makeout session.”

I said no. He told everyone I’d been leading him on for *months*. Bro. I was just trying to understand standard deviation.

Invited me over for dinner. There was no food and he was in bed. Worst bait and switch ever!

Lost one of my friends on a crazy night out in an unfamiliar city. Not picking up her phone. We looked for her for over an hour in a half-mile radius. Finally we got a call from a Nice Guy from the bar who allegedly saw her wandering alone and had brought her to his apartment, heard her phone blowing up and called me back. She was indeed asleep on his couch. We thanked him, packed her up, and went on our way.

A couple days later, he called me again to ask me on a date. I politely declined -- I had a bf at the time, but would have said no regardless. That was apparently unacceptable, and he told me I owed it to him for not r**ing my friend when he had the chance. Literally, he told me he could have done whatever he wanted to her and didn't need to call me at all and it was the least I could do to thank him. I let him know that you don't get a trophy for not r**ing someone... he cussed me out and went on about how he's a veteran and how dare I and blah blah blah... hung up and blocked him. Entitled creep.

A friend of mine for 10 years. I always knew he wanted more, but was always respectful when I said no (sometimes you know a person too well to date them). A mutual friend passed away. He ended up being the one to tell me our friend had passed. He forced hugs on me, told me that eventually I would get "drunk enough" one night and let me inhibitions down and have s*x with him. That he would wear me down eventually. I told him he was giving off r**e vibes and he lost it. I blocked him on everything and have avoided the town where he lives for the past 4 years. Mutual friends think I went too far. Nope, I am a r**e survivor and will not tolerate any of that s**t. Nice guy my a*s.