Rant.
I hate my residents.
I can stand one of my residents.
I'm really, really, very tired of hearing people talk shit about me. I'm in my room; they know I can hear them. I've been cutting my residents a break as far as quiet hours go because they start at 9 and I get it. I get that 9 is early. I get that you lose track of time.
I'm not doing that anymore. You say one word that I can hear in my room and I'm documenting you.
Fuck. This.
You're a bunch of fucking moronic airheads that couldn't read a book on tape. If you need me to find the light switch in the kitchen, I'm not really sure you should be in college highschool life. Quiet hours are at nine. Shut the fuck up AT NINE.
If I'm telling you you should be quiet (read: not documenting you for being loud), shut. the. fuck. up. DON'T FUCKING ARGUE WITH ME LETTING YOU OFF. HAVE YOU LOST YOUR BRAIN?
Sigh. I don't know if I can do this anymore. Stupid girls.
I hate girls.
I can stand one of my residents.
I'm really, really, very tired of hearing people talk shit about me. I'm in my room; they know I can hear them. I've been cutting my residents a break as far as quiet hours go because they start at 9 and I get it. I get that 9 is early. I get that you lose track of time.
I'm not doing that anymore. You say one word that I can hear in my room and I'm documenting you.
Fuck. This.
You're a bunch of fucking moronic airheads that couldn't read a book on tape. If you need me to find the light switch in the kitchen, I'm not really sure you should be in college highschool life. Quiet hours are at nine. Shut the fuck up AT NINE.
If I'm telling you you should be quiet (read: not documenting you for being loud), shut. the. fuck. up. DON'T FUCKING ARGUE WITH ME LETTING YOU OFF. HAVE YOU LOST YOUR BRAIN?
Sigh. I don't know if I can do this anymore. Stupid girls.
I hate girls.