He Shoots, We Score

(I’m sick at college. In an effort to spare my roommate some of my misery, I wandered down to the study lounge. Unfortunately, not long after I got there, a couple decided that it was the perfect place to get intimate, and I rushed out.)

Me: *in a text to my mother* “And, the RAs aren’t doing anything about it!”

Mom: “Well, you could get a group of people to go in with scorecards and rate their performance!”