Monday, March 15, 2010


So my parents have been working at The Ohio State University in Columbus for over twenty years. This is a long time if you really think about it. This gave me a world of opportunities to get some insight about college. Little did I know listening to someone else’s experience didn’t help me create my own; there are some things you just have to learn or experience on your own.
Moving into the dorms and getting to know my roommates was… interesting. My first roommate is a African-American Latino with a lot of spice in her salsa, and a India Arie, Jill Scoot type of groove; her name is Gabrielle Ricci. My next roommates is a little, petite African-American Indian who  doesn’t really go out or do much but, she is cool to joke around with; her name is Sinay Smith. Last but not least, my final roommate is a Caucasian female from the country whose family owns a farm and a catering business which is very exciting, maybe she could teach me a couple of meals to cook. Her name is Alicia Vogel
  Now none of us was perfect. We all had our good and bad days and dealt with them. As the days went by cliques started to form; Alicia hung with Gabby and I hung out with Sinay. Who said living with three females was a bad idea?
Just when things seemed to be going great, one day out of the blue Alicia stops all communication with us. We all had an idea of some of the problems she was dealing with at home, so we backed away and gave her room to breathe. We never knew to the extent how much of a problem Alicia really had until one day she showed us. She stomped across the floor with an unexplained rage in her eyes that you could see from a mile away. Her look was so intense that you could just imagine yourself in the middle of a bull fight holding that red cape and she was ready to charge whoever was in her way.
Things didn’t really start to heat up until we had our roommate agreement. This is to just get a general idea on how to handle certain household situations. This meeting was an opportunity for any problems to be put on the table and hopefully be fixed. The only person that did not have much to say something was Alicia. So once seated at the table to have our meeting, we all stared at her intensely, almost daring her not to say anything at all. One thing that Alicia mentioned was that she had a problem with our place not being clean. However, not once did she take it upon herself to either clean on her own which I have done on more than one occasion. Alicia never said,”  hey you guys lets clean.” Even though the rest of us did not think it was that dirty, we would see a few papers here and there but it never got to a point where there was food and dirt all over the place. 
Once the meeting was over we all decided to go upstairs and clean. Alicia had planned on cleaning the place on her own because she was not going home that weekend. But out of kindness we all just decided to help her clean before we left to go home. As we were cleaning, Alicia walks in grabs her purse and decides to go to Wal-Mart with some of her friends. By this time, not only was I aggravated but so were the rest of my roommates. She was the main one complaining about how “messy” things are but she refused to stay and help. Now I was feeling disrespected. I felt like she was Mrs. Daisy and we were her maids; she was leaving for her daily outing and expected the place to be clean and spotless by the time she got back.
But I still kept my mouth shut. Alicia was now skating on thin ice and pretty soon she was getting ready to fall in.
 Two months later, the drama continues. It has gotten so bad that Alicia starts to not even sleep in the dorm anymore. It just so happen that I decided to go over to another friend’s dorm that me and my roommates all socialize with. Well when I went over there one of my friends happen to pull me inside and asked “ hey do you have any issues with Alicia?” Of course I said no it was none of their business what was going on inside our household. Then thats when she revealed to me that Alicia has been over there almost everyday bad mouthing us. Once I found this out I took it upon myself to call a meeting with our Residence Advisor so we could hopefully solve our problems.
 Once in the meeting most of the conversation was directed to Alicia because she was still the only one with a problem. Everyone said what they had to say still not resolving the problem at hand and by the end of our conversation that’s when Alicia revealed to us that she was moving out. We all were appalled and speechless; and really could not understand her reason for wanting to move out. Then our meeting concluded with Alicia stomping off across the hall. The loss of a roommate and still no problem resolved.
 This is just one of the many things that are not explained to you when you ask about someone experience in the dorms. This is just one of the many lessoned learned in life. Don’t be so quick to call someone your friend until you really get to know them.      

1 comment:

Derek John Boczkowski said...

Hmm. I hope your roommates are okay with you writing their names in the blog for all to see.