You'd think these things would be obvious

The universi-tards are angry this week, my friends. The first of the Health and Safety inspections have been conducted around campus looking for dangerous things like "unapproved bed structures," "excessive amount of bottles/cans," and "improper food storage." You can really get around getting cited pretty easily - I mean, if you have something blatantly illegal in your room, like fireworks, crack rock, or a sword or something, all you need to do is hide it to avoid getting a violation.

They're also citing people for fire hazards. So basically, if you don't have a kitchen, you can't have a toaster, or a George Foreman grill, or anything that gets hot. Furthermore, if they seeany of that in a kitchen-less room, they will confiscate it and donate it to charity immediately. This is what's pissing people off, because things like halogen lamps are being taken out of rooms by the inspectors and loaded up on the donation truck. Needless to say, over the past couple of weeks, I've gotten plenty of angry calls from not only students but their dumbass parents who are irate over this supposed invasion of privacy.

You signed over your right to privacy when you agreed to live in the dorm. Simple as that. If you can't fucking read or didn't bother to read the rules and regs, it's your fault that your shit got taken. Every time one of these idiots calls our office, before I transfer them to the Risk Management office, I really just want to bitch them out for being a fucktard. (Note: even though the form says to call CLLC, call fucking Risk Management - it's their problem, we're just going to transfer you there anyhow. They misprinted the sheet, in true GW fashion) There have been posters all over the place and numerous emails about the inspections for weeks now. Not only that, but when you move in, your CF (the GW-ed version of the RA) tells you what you can and can't have around.

You may live here, but your room is not your property. The university owns the dorm, and lets you live there for an exorbitant fee. Therefore, you're obliged to live by their rules. And if that means no George Foreman grills, then you can't have a George Foreman grill. I feel like that's the biggest misconception that stupid GW daddy's-girls and mamma's-boys make. IT'S NOT YOUR ROOM, IT'S THE UNIVERSITY'S ROOM.

It's just like people with room switches. "Oh, my friend's roommate just got bird flu and left school for the semester, so I demand to move in with her." And then the friend. "I reeeaally want my friend to move in with me. It would suck to have to live with a total stranger." Too freaking bad, you have no say in who moves into your room under such circumstances. The university has an obligation to fulfill the requests of other students who actually have reasons they have to move. Cases in point: a devout Muslim living in Thurston needs to change because her lifestyle is incompatible with the Thurston Experience and needs to change, someone living on Mount Vernon gets a serious leg injury and has to move onto the Foggy Bottom Campus so she doesn't have to do a ton of walking, the person's roommate is a psychotic monkey who takes shits in their bed, etc. Those are all more pressing then "I want to live with my friend." So stick a pencil in your ear before you call me and ask for something that's ridiculous and impossible.

Back to Health and Safeties for a second, we did get one thing noted on this sheet... "excessive bottles/cans." What? We filled our bin, and then put the overflow into a smaller trash can. What the fuck do they want from us? Furthermore, as one of my friends pointed out, why didn't they take those and donate them to the frigging homeless...?