I lived in Freeman Hall on the “Honors floor” because we were pretty honorable, y’know. The girl living in the room below mine is now my best friend forever, Michelle. She had a coffee maker hidden under her desk, and it reminded me of a story my dad told me about how when he was a kid, his family was on welfare and not allowed to own a telephone. My grandma used to hide it in the drawer.
When an RA took Michelle’s coffee maker during an unannounced inspection, I was almost “written up” for shouting “THIS ISN’T A DORM, THIS IS A PRISON.” I just never understood how people my age or younger could be put into a position where they can tell us where we can and cannot get our coffee from - and TAKE stuff from our room without us there. They literally went and searched under her desk to hijack our caffeine intake.
If you don’t understand the seriousness of that, then you are/were obviously not a Computer Science or Mathematics major.
Edit: I understood that there were rules, I just dislike when people of authority use the peers of those they have authority over to enforce those rules. It just makes it awkward for all of us just trying to live together in overpriced-on-campus harmony.