Desk Weariness

Graham and Hewlett Halls. Two ugly suite style residence halls joined by a pretty new connector building. Two halls once proud. Two halls currently filled with miscreants.All right, so they aren't all terrible. Some of these kids are rather nice, and don't do anything stupid or disrespectful. But a bunch of these pampered freshmen deserve a good swift kick in the ass.I'd much rather be at Galloway Hall right now. The building is much older, has rooms smaller than most prison cells, and is also full of freshman punks. But those kids (for the most part) respect the authority of the desk, and many have befriended me. I like being there, even when I've been there for countless hours.A few loud frat boys just walked out of here. Out is good. But I could hear them all the way down the hall.Things have cleared out in front of the building. Not two minutes ago, a large group of smokers and night flys occupied the benches about 20 feet in front of me. I see them through the large windows. Three male smokers just entered the area. I hope they're kind enough to use the ashtrays provided.I worked in this buildling a lot this summer. Didn't have as much responsibilty then. Now I'm supposed to document drunks and stop booze from entering the building. I have to ensure that all vistors are signed in. I have to check student IDs and make sure that people do indeed live here.Other campuses don't do all that. I think that's why you don't see us on the news as often as some of the larger schools.I often get Dirty Old Man Syndrome (DOMS) sitting at desks. I work weekends, when the kids tend to go out. The females of the group tend to wear as little as possible. I've seen many wear outfits so low cut that they have to constantly pull their tops up to avoid slippage. Now, I like boobs as much as the next guy (possibly more), but there is a limit.I digress. Some of these women are rather attracted, and some of those are also quite nice and a handful intellectual. But they're all 17-18 years old. I'm a ripe old 22 and big change. I feel weird checking out thsese ladies, even though they are college girls. They're just that young.I'm not sure if that makes me a pervert or not. I figured I'd run it past my faithful readers, even though they're dwindling rapidly.I'm only trapped here for another hour. At that point, I can return to Galloway as those residents go off to bed in large numbers and make my last five hours of work that much nicer.Yeah, I am dumb enough to pull at 12 hour shift every weekend. But I need the cash and my body type doesn't scream "gigolo."Another crowd of awful people have gathered. This hour can't pass any sooner.