Children, Children....PLEASE!

It always happens, the school year winds down and college students everywhere become the screaming, whining, and childish teenagers we all used to be. This semester is no different.

The semester had every opportunity to be sane and adultlike, but the fearless leader is everything but mature and adult. (I am pretty sure his idea of a great day is to sit at the desk and take in the sight of short shorts and large asses...this is my boss people -- the one who is supposed to run this god forsaken building, we didn't get a leader, we got a manwhore.) Typically, and in nature when your fearless leader cannot "lead" the inevitable happens -- the staff takes over. Our "dedicated" team of 8, whom were run off the management podium by the might-have-well-been-married-for-60 years-already-your-pathetic-team of twenty year olds. The same ones whom had to give a valentines day present to each other every hour on the hour, the same team where the man is obviously the woman and lacking every sense of testosterone speakable, and the same team that is dedicated to ensuring the buildings safety.....

This particular team is so set on building security that they had a new phone system put in that was cordless. We "needed" a cordless phone becuase if there were a gun or a bomb in the building they wouldn't want to make the fateful call to security at the front desk where the concerned residents could hear them, they want to be able to escape to the back office. (Hmmm, so there is a gun in the building and no-one should about it huh? -- welcome to my life here people....)

The same team, concerned about the events at Virgina Tech and untrusting of our nightly security guards also decided to implement a locked door during the evening -- DURING THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL! Hello, most of the residents have ID cards that wont open the doors, lets just lock them out for the rest of the semester. I would so love to put a put a big sign on the door that says

"I am sorry you cannot get in, please call Stupid 1 or Stupid 2 at this number and wake their asses up to let you in because they obviously were on crack (nope--they are too good for that, ok, they were on a sugar high) when they implemented this idea. Thank you for you cooperation."

Not to mention that our "leaders" felt that they all needed some recognition at awards time. So, instead of implementing one male and one female RA of the year from the 8, we had to award two male RA's because one was upset he didn't get the honor. Hello, when did teenage attitude come back in style. We couldn't really think "Hey, I am going to do an amazing job next year and win that award" we creaked all the way back down the promotion ladder to "I am so upset, I totally deserved that award!" followed by whining, complaining, and griping, and utter nonsense! This continued until the only way to shut his ass up was to allow him to share his award with the real winner -- Geesh!

Oh, I so cannot wait until next year when a new leader emerges, gives every one of these RA's a swift kick in the ass and I get to tell every single one of them just how life really is! Maybe, I will even step up and get it done this semester -- It will go something like this....

Hello #1 -- You are not my mother! Please don't decide for me how I should handle my staff. They do their jobs well and are trained efficiently. If you have a problem with them, please come find me so I can address the situation. PS: If you decide to take matters into your own hands again, I will remove all your pretty little blonde hair and put it in your pasta! Oh, and aprons are so out!

Hello #2: -- The next time you decide to purchase a chair for our front desk, how about purchasing one that people can work in. The ghetto chair is good for one thing -- sitting on your ghetto ass! Oh, and if you start digging through my records again, I will have to have you escorted out on your ass! Thanks for acting like and adult and not your wifeys hound dog.

Hello #3: If you want to be RA of the year, start acting like one -- You big whiney baby!

Hello #4: I am glad you have attached yourself to the fellow "leaders" ass, but when he is gone and a new leader steps in, I cannot wait for him to set you back on yours!

The rest of you, I love you. I am so sorry you have been overrun by the masquerading wanna-be adults that act like children. I promise, new world order is coming fast and I will happy to see you rewarded!