And they’re already yelling, watching terrible Youtube videos from a few years ago. Then they put on some music. It was the worst music I’ve ever heard.
>MFW residents play fucking Sugar Ray loudly from their room…
There are 2 things that make me react like this:
I hate southerners. They are as stupid as the rest of the world thinks.
I go to school in the DEEP south. I am a Resident Assistant. This is how one resident made my Shit-List.
I was in the elevator with another RA (we’ll call him Chad), and a resident (we’ll call him Carter, because I hate Hawkman). I had just gotten back from studying for Anthropology, and Carter is in my class with me. Carter often likes to rap and sleep in class, so it doesn’t surprise me when he says he isn’t prepared for the test. This is the exchange.
Carter: Hey man, are you ready for the exam tomorrow?
Me: Not at all! haha
Carter: Me neither.
Me: I’m actually just coming back from doing the study guide.
Carter: I didn’t even know there was a study guide.
Me: Yea he put it up online without telling anybody.
Carter: (he turns to Chad) Yea, the guy’s a Jew.
The professor is not Jewish. He was using “Jew” as an insult.
Chad: You know, R-Ryan’s jewish…
Whoa man, I didn’t–
Chad: (The elevator stops on the 3rd floor and after a brief hesitation) Well we should get off now.
Chad gets off, but Carter is still there, paralyzed in fear.
What I say: Yea, you should leave now.
How it sounds:
I text Chad, seething with anger, and ask if “… he says things like that often?”
Chad tells me “No, it probably slipped out.”
How the fuck does something like that “slip out”? The guy has been saying that all his life, but since he’s from Alabama he hasn’t run into any Jews before. I ask him the guys room number so I can document him.
Chad tells me that I shouldn’t document him.
I walk to the 3rd floor and see Carter sitting with Chad playing Call of Duty. By this time I suspect Chad has told Carter that I’m going to document.
Carter: Dude, I’m so sorry! It won’t happen again!
Me: I’ve hit people for saying things like that.
Carter: I know, I’m really sorry. That’s like saying the “N” word.
What I say: Ok, I appreciate your apology, just don’t let it happen again.
What I feel like:
Now I’m in my room. I should me studying, but I’m still pissed. I can’t really concentrate on anything.
I leave the south in 5 days. This is how I feel about the south and Res Life at this point: