Fast Times

I work as the resident’s assistant in the dorm that I live in, and I like to think that I’m pretty easy going with some of the rules. Things like keeping the noise down late at night have to be enforced pretty much, but ridiculous things like no girls in the boys dorm? Everyone turns a blind eye to that rule.

But the story I’m telling happened last night, after a big resident’s meeting, a couple of friends, their girlfriends and myself were sitting in the TV room watching Thank God You’re Here. We had just psyched ourselves up to go out and buy pizzas and ingredients for milkshakes before The Chaser’s War on Everything started on ABC, when who should walk in but the new Residence Manager!

Needless to say it was a very awkward moment, and everyone just sat there looking at each other, expecting her to suddenly go off at all of us. Surprisingly she just asked the girls to go when she left, which wasn’t what we were expecting, and she stayed till the end of Thank God You’re Here, which was considerate of her, but still made the while room feel really awkward.

Of course after she left with the girls, the urge to go get pizza was dead, so we just watched The Chaser’s War on Everything and a bit of the comedy festival over in Canada. Nothing was really funny though, since her visit seemed to have killed the night.

The thing that sucks though, is that we knew that she had come into the men’s residence (thank God for network chat) and the girls had gone into one of the boy’s rooms to hide, but after waiting in there for 10 minutes had come back out again to watch TV.

Surprisingly she didn’t tell them off, but just told them that both she and security would be doing random checks in the future, to make sure that there aren’t any girls in the men’s residence, which blows.

The other guys shouldn’t be getting into too much trouble, but since I’m an RA, and I was in the room with them, I don’t know what kind of trouble I’m going to get into. Oh well, I can only wait and see.