At 3:15am I received a phone call from a girl, complaining that the guys directly below her were being very loud and obnoxious. So I went to investigate and found her complaint to be quite true: loud music, loud singing coming from the alleged room. I knocked on the door and found one guy trying to sleep, while his roommate was “rapping” to some music. “Rapping”, that is, at the top of his lungs. I asked the “rapper” to be quiet, and he did not even flinch. Three more times I admonished him to shut up until finally, I threatened to awaken the hall director. At this, the “rapper” started hurling insults at me, questioning my story about the complaint, and being very rude and belligerent. He finally calmed down and went to bed after I reasoned with him for a while.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would encounter a 20 year old male refusing to quit rapping at 3:15 in the morning.