Intense
That interview was iiiiiiintense. First there was about an hour of 2 on 1 (that sounds sick...) where I had an ARD (Assistant Resident Director) and an RA interviewing me asking me the, "What would you do?" questions and the "this is what an RA does, why?" Then I got to do a group game with 5 others. We had to get in order of age without talking and then we had 2 chances to build a structure out of marshmellows and toothpicks. That was fun and we got to be pretty good at it. Then I got to go home.
And then I was putting up the February wall calendar and girls ran screaming out of the bathroom- there were 2 pairs of feet, one a guy's one a girl's and they were very close together in the shower stall. Our Safe Sex Peer ran in and threw a condom under the stall curtain and then someone told the RA and the 2 got in DEEP shit. But before calling the RA, I was like, "Oh it's probably Jenna" because that MoFo? Has sex REALLY loudly. Like the doors will be closed, she's across the hall and down a few doors and you can HEAR her very distinctly. It's mildly hard to concentrate on Lyme disease or writing a speech about a dead woman when you have to hear her. And she kicks guys out before they've been able to pull their pants on all the way. It's funny when a guy goes tripping out of her room trying to pull his pants on and get out of the hall.
Then the drama of the high school mentality oriented girls I hang out with got a little bit overwhelming. Time to hide away from it all.
And then I was putting up the February wall calendar and girls ran screaming out of the bathroom- there were 2 pairs of feet, one a guy's one a girl's and they were very close together in the shower stall. Our Safe Sex Peer ran in and threw a condom under the stall curtain and then someone told the RA and the 2 got in DEEP shit. But before calling the RA, I was like, "Oh it's probably Jenna" because that MoFo? Has sex REALLY loudly. Like the doors will be closed, she's across the hall and down a few doors and you can HEAR her very distinctly. It's mildly hard to concentrate on Lyme disease or writing a speech about a dead woman when you have to hear her. And she kicks guys out before they've been able to pull their pants on all the way. It's funny when a guy goes tripping out of her room trying to pull his pants on and get out of the hall.
Then the drama of the high school mentality oriented girls I hang out with got a little bit overwhelming. Time to hide away from it all.