When Mike Williamson shuffled to the bathroom at 2AM last night through various food wrappers, sticky spots, and beer cans, he was both disgusted and enraged to find a cockroach in the midst of his dump of a room.
“How much money do I pay to live in dorms here? And they can’t keep roaches out? Unbelievable,” he said while blowing his nose into a tissue and throwing it over his shoulder. “I just can’t understand what’s so hard. Just hire a god damn exterminator, it’s 2016.”
After Mike went downstairs to ask his dorm’s security guard to kill the roach, a chorus of laughter was heard throughout Palladium.