I’ll say it in advance: I’m being a selfish bastard, and I feel rather shitty about it, else this wouldn’t be an issue for me.
Anyways, an acquaintance of mine asked me a couple of weeks ago to help him with his term paper. English is not his native language and his skills are very much lacking. I agreed to tutor him with the understanding that that would be the limit of my duties — edit his grammar, suggest stylistic improvements, and suchlike. I’d be a tutor to him and help him improve his writing. I took to this work gladly, and didn’t even bother to charge.
But, it quickly became creepy. He calls me every day, sometimes twice a day, sometimes multiple times a day. He has called me, on more than one occasion, when I said earlier I would not be free to help him. He calls me at odd hours of the night and early morning, when no reasonable person should be up and about.
This is making me increasingly pissed off. Interacting with him pushes me to the limits of my admittedly limited patience. It’s like trying to communicate with a space alien; it’s that bad. I try to stick to business, but he tries to steer it towards a more personal direction. It’s obvious he’s learning nothing from my tutoring — he’s just using it as an excuse to hang out with me.
Friendship is supposed to be a two-way street, and I’m getting nothing out of this but frustration and the feeling that somehow, I should have never agreed to help him out in the first place. Part of me wants to man up and tell him to fuck off, but that would be very cruel of me and I could not do it without enormous regrets. Another part of me wants to help him socialize and grow out of his crippling interpersonal ineptitude, but I tried doing this before in the past, and it always was a futile and soul-draining experience. I am not a therapist; I’m just a man trying to do his best in this world.
Please, someone give me a clue and spare no harsh words at my expense.