Police This!!!!

Making it a group effort to keep the place clean only allows the slobs to remain slobs! So I started this blog about a month ago when the "resident assistants" decided that the use of the kitchen in the house - the misuse and abuse - had reached epic proportions. Undergrads cooking in the middle of the night, the introduction of 19-year-olds to a society where drinking is legal at 18, proved to be the undoing of our kitchen happiness. Each weekend turns into a drunken tragedy with screaming, obnoxious teenagers (and occasionally American-style of legal age drunken adults) roaming the halls and bathrooms looking for new ways to be disgusting. This often ends with dishes strewn all over the house, empty dishwashers remaining empty while the dishes accumulate on counters where nasty behinds and feet rested around 3am. It's like a frat house. Unfortunately, the law students are constantly blamed for this jungle-style mess because our own RA is often MIA or just as drunk as the undergrads. It's unfortunate that the only sober person is a 26-year-old PhD student who mostly sits and eats chocolate and isn't really respected by most of his charges. SMH. I find it so disappointing that I'm here in a foreign world wishing for the comfort of my Athens apartment with my roommate and her quirky cat. Alas, I'm here where the solution has been to assign people days to to be responsible for coming back and cleaning up after each other when necessary. The kitchen police regime. Sadly, what this means for many is that they will continue to not clean and there is some nanny to come behind them and clean. It's actually quite ridiculous how a group of intelligent, educated people can easily be reduced to illogical, ignorant behavior when transported to another country. Accountability...gone. I am the oldest person in a house full of drunk young adults and it really just makes me want to scream. This will continue to come up, but I have much more important updates to make.