The RA

The Resident Advisor for the fourth floor of Richardson hall my first year on campus plays a small part in my story. He was a nice person, a kind-hearted guy, but he also enforced the rules. It seemed like sometimes he was reluctant to boast his authority over us, but when he needed to, he at least tried. It seems like some people took advantage of his kindness with a "what are you going to do about it attitude", but most respected him. Numerous times he turned looked the other way, if he could, especially with alcohol in the dorms. There may have been an occasion or two where he was actually the purchaser of the alcohol, but as long as the noise stayed down, he wouldnt come looking for trouble. My roomate was a loud kid, he had a voice that would carry down the halls and seep through doors and walls. Locating him was never difficult, all you would have to do would pause for a moment and listen for his loud laugh.