Monday, May 2, 2011

May's Bank and Stats Pictures

Hi everyone!

For those who don't already know, I've made it a regular tradition of taking bank and stats pictures at the beginning of each month to track my progress in Runescape. Here are my pictures for the beginning of May:

Bank | Stats

Today was uneventful. I got around 500k firemaking experience, burning just under 2k magic logs. I also only merched a bit; only enough to cover my costs.

Personal: I work as a lifeguard at my local pool.

There's a regular patron there, we'll call him Larry. Larry first met me when I was in 8th grade as a member of the pool's swim team. He was friendly enough, and I talked to him whenever he approached me. My guess is he was in his early 20s.

When I began working there, he continued talking. No biggie. Well, over the past year, he's become a bit... creepy. It began when he suggested we should hang out outside of the pool. I didn't directly say "no" to him, because I thought that would hurt his feelings. However, as time went on, he became increasingly obsessed with the idea, and I began to think he may have been coming on to me. I tried giving him subtle clues by brushing him off and giving him only minimal attention, but that didn't seem to work. That led me to believe that he may be slightly mentally ill.

Today I realized it must stop. Me mentioned that he's a custodian that does work in the schools after hours, and that he had been looking for me. He also told me he had looked me up in my school's 9th grade yearbook, and that I "hadn't changed much." Creepy!


After he again mentioned hanging out (seeing a movie at my house would be cool!), I decided enough was enough. I told him (in my politest way possible, given the circumstances) that I didn't want to. He seemed deflated, but I figured it was better to let him off now before things got... weirder (if that's possible.)

I felt kind of bad, but it didn't seem to having a lasting effect. He was back, following me around, only 30 minutes later. I'm not sure what will happen from here.

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