I was a grad student. Had a crush on this prof who goes by the handle geomblog on twitter geomblog@mastodon.social Well thats cute but i intended to keep

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I was a grad student. Had a crush on this prof who goes by the handle geomblog on twitter [email protected]

Well thats cute but i intended to keep it light and not do anything stupid as he was married with kids.

I attended a seminar of said professor. I was sitting in the backrow. After the seminar got over, everyone asked questions. After sometime, some of the crowd started leaving and those at the back got a chance to ask questions. I did too. This prof looked at me as if i was so cheap just for having a major crush on him and dismissed my question without listening fully. There were others around me, who noticed this dismissive behavior of his, too. Then he proceeded to explain something in haste. There was a paper and pen in front of me on the desk by which i was standing. Suresh very casually, bent down so as to write something on that paper. I was standing near that desk and his head was too close to my g******* and he took a whiff!
I felt very embarrassed and shamed and in disbelief at what had just happened to me. He gave me a look as if to say, something like, “ok, i went down on you. Don’t disturb me anymore!” I felt very bad. Yes, i was interested in working with this fellow as a grad student , yes, i was a wide eyed grad looking upto him a lot. That didn’t mean i wanted to sleep with him! He needn’t have looked down on me like that. As a young ambitious woman, i felt ashamed, let down, mostly very ashamed of myself.

Suresh maybe a great prof, great person too, to his colleagues and his own students. I was not his student, agreed. But i needn’t have been shamed for showing interest.
He is not a good man.

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