Impossible is Impossible

This blog is my way of reflecting upon life. Life is about living and learning. As I live and learn I’m going to reflect upon this life I lead. Hopefully I'll offer something insightful with my postings. If you learn nothing else from me, know this that “impossible is impossible”.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Life and Times of an R.A.

So here's the backstory behind why I almost sleep through the awards ceremony.

This little gem is from last Friday. Yes, its a cut out of a penis that was taped to someones door. We took it down. (In this picture its hanging in our office so that we RA's on duty could see what we were working with.)

This Friday found me making rounds in a freshman dormitory. We generally do rounds 4 times a night on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights. We generally go every 2 hours or so beginning at 8pm. Last night we did 3 close to 8 PM , 12 AM, and 2 AM. As we nearly completed the second of two buildings close to 1:00 AM we heard some loud music. Since we didn't plan to come around for a while, we wanted to suggest that they turn it down. They opened the door without asking who it was. I saw red Solo cups. Apparently my first words were, "You can't have red Solo cups.". (The other R.A. said she was perplexed because you can of course have red Solo cups 'But if you were saying it, I was just going go along with it.' she said LoL) The complete thought should have been, "You can't have red Solo cups with which to play beer pong."

I can't even play beer pong on campus and I'm 21 and I'm CNEL! Not that I would ever play a game where dirty golf balls which often land on the floor, land in the same cup that I'll drink from. And it's beer and we all know how I feel about beer....disgusting!

But back to the story at hand. I was really in shock. Question: who opens the door wide open when they are doing something they aren't supposed to be doing? People wanted to get documented /wrote up/whatever they call it in your neck of the woods. We made them put all the cups and stuff in the center of the room. We collected ID's and took names. We made them pour out all the alcohol, we made them trash the cans and cups. We also took a almost empty bottle of Smirnoff. They had to empty that too. Then we told them why we were "documenting the situation". I also told them it wasn't a good look in a freshman dorm to have Bud Light signs taped up everywhere, a jar of golf balls (obviously for beer pong), shot glasses, and any posters giving drinking tips. One resident begged us to omit him from the report. "Sorry but that's not the way we do things." Then I escorted one of the residents to the dumpster. When I came back the other resident of the room, my R.A. duty partner, and another R.A. was talking. Our fellow R.A. was asking my partner to write up the report a certain way. I was beyond pissed at him for that, but that's another post. Cause these people are working my last nice nerve. I motioned for my duty partner so that we could go and write up our report. We wrote up the report and then had our last round at 2. We finished around 2:30 and I got to bed closer to 3. That's why I was so out of it this morning.

Between these not so smart kids and corrupt R.A.'s I'm might go off or someone sooner rather than later.

4 Comments:

At 3:38 AM , Blogger Jameil said...

this is why i was never an r.a. i'm not gonna be checkin after grown actin teenagers. beer pong is a disgusting game. "its hanging in our office so that we RA's on duty could see what we were working with." right.

 
At 3:09 PM , Blogger Unknown said...

wow...you and your RA stories... I dont know how you do it!

 
At 5:58 PM , Blogger Southerner in Suomi said...

LMAO@ corrupt RAs. I'm surprised y'all actually make rounds.

 
At 3:01 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow.Your RAs are outright corrupt. That is insanity. They dont even try to hide it.

 

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