#29 Man, Isn’t Karma Something?
I was an RA for two years, and while most of my stories sound like the plots of some Very Special Episodes, this was my favorite: This was at a big football school, and one year, my floor consisted of 75 freshmen—about a third female, the rest male, with half the guys being football players. Most of these guys were total stereotypes that gave off the vibe that they thought they were above everyone, and I was the terrible one who only ever told them to quiet down and stop throwing stink bombs into each other’s rooms. With any conflict (and there were SO many conflicts), I usually took the side of my non-football residents, because I knew how much it sucked to live with these guys.
But around Halloween, as part of some kind of tradition, the freshman players got ambushed by the more senior players as they were leaving the practice field. These guys got pelted with eggs for several blocks, all the way back to the dorm. At the time, it was a rough night to deal with (the police came, reports were filed, other students got hit, the entire lobby and exterior of the building was covered in eggs), but looking back, it was such sweet justice to see each of these guys come up the elevator, dejected and dripping with egg goo.
Credit: noway-rose