Post-Bust Hearing

I got a minor in possession.

JK. Of course not, you can't get one of those after the incident has occurred. Before we get to what happened to me, let's try to go in chronological order. My suitemate, C, had her hearing first yesterday and she came out with an obligation to attend an alcohol edu class and write a reflective essay...aka a slap on the wrist and a go sit in the corner and think about what you've done type thing.

I went in today at 1:00 PM for my hearing and I was asked to read the report that haterbitch had so kindly written up. It spanned two pages and overall had a lot of inaccuracies. The first page focused on how haterbitch approached our room on the basis that we we're violating quiet hours and after knocking on the door, and hearing 'bottles tinkling', she felt the need to search the room. There were no bottles tinkling because they were all in Christantha's room and not out in the lounge, but whatever, haterbitch, we can let that one slide. Next, the report discussed how Christantha denied the presence of alcohol and were overall uncooperative and reluctant to comply. That is, to put it delicately, horseshit.

I may have been in my room when we got busted, but I heard everything happening outside. They never denied the presence of alcohol nor were they non-compliant.  I feel that accusation stems from haterbitch feeling undermined as C gently mocked with 'why are there 49 jello shots and not 50?' or the laughter that stemmed from the other 10 people present in our lounge. Regardless of her reasons, those accusations were not only inaccurate but also false.

The next page focuses on what happened when haterbitch decided to come into my room. The tone entirely changes and continues to describe how cooperative we were in comparison to our suitemates. How our door was opened promptly and how we let them search out fridge (just like Christantha did). She also added in that we also informed her she could search any other place she wanted to in our room. I do not recall ever saying that and my roommate was too frazzled to have even put out more than three words which were 'that's goat milk'....bitch. 


Anyway, after reading the report I was asked to add any extra comments I had and sign it before they talk to me about it. I added that I didn't hear any tinkling bottles and signed. Then they asked me for what had happened: I said I was in my room, was well aware of the presence of other people outside but since Christantha had never had alcohol before there was no reason to suspect that they did that night. I quickly deduced the whole point of the meeting was to find out from me if my suites had a habit of doing this.

No, of course not. :)

I skillfully added that I'm an international student so I can't afford to have anything on my record. So naturally, I would have never willingly violated any laws of any kind. The lady seemed to soften to that and then asked me about my current relationship with the suites. I claimed I had only thrown the remaining hidden jello-shot (to account for the 50 they had made) at them and resisted the Bacardi bottle. She laughed. I said I wasn't kidding. She paused. I laughed and said of course I was. We're on good terms, all is dandy in 228 Excellence. Don't worry.

Then I got off on a warning. She said she couldn't charge me for anything since I had not directly violated any rules she was aware of. I grinned, thanked her, and told her I was pretty sure Christantha has learned their lesson. She agreed and said they didn't strike her as the kind of do this on a regular basis.

Of course not.