- Joined
- May 14, 2021
Can’t confirm 100% but I have reasons to believe I was the grooming target for an admissions counselor.
I remember this one guy who worked admissions at this private school I attended for a semester back when I was in high school who was weirdly nice to me, so nice in fact that he drove an hour just to grab lunch with my mom and I at a diner we used to frequent before the start of the school year. Two months into the semester I was beginning to get creeped out by all the attention he seemed to show me and how frequently we seemed to run into each other on school grounds. He would also address me specifically and only me even if I was talking with classmates. There was at least one occasion where he gave me candy from the bowl in the main office desk.
One day I was in a bad mood and I snubbed him in that bratty teenager way. After that, he stopped running into me and greeted me coldly whenever he did. I guess he was expecting an apology, I dunno. Regardless, I transferred out of that school for unrelated reasons and was back in public school by December.
Again, not trying to drag this guy’s name through the mud because I don’t actually know if he was a kid diddler to not, but the way I was treated by this guy was far too strange to be written off as overtly friendly.
I remember this one guy who worked admissions at this private school I attended for a semester back when I was in high school who was weirdly nice to me, so nice in fact that he drove an hour just to grab lunch with my mom and I at a diner we used to frequent before the start of the school year. Two months into the semester I was beginning to get creeped out by all the attention he seemed to show me and how frequently we seemed to run into each other on school grounds. He would also address me specifically and only me even if I was talking with classmates. There was at least one occasion where he gave me candy from the bowl in the main office desk.
One day I was in a bad mood and I snubbed him in that bratty teenager way. After that, he stopped running into me and greeted me coldly whenever he did. I guess he was expecting an apology, I dunno. Regardless, I transferred out of that school for unrelated reasons and was back in public school by December.
Again, not trying to drag this guy’s name through the mud because I don’t actually know if he was a kid diddler to not, but the way I was treated by this guy was far too strange to be written off as overtly friendly.