Perry Carter (Ronald) and Derek Fulton (Ray-gun) are the writers of UNC’s premier (only!) satirical advice column. Results may vary.
You: I’ve been having a rough time with a mild sickness that I suspect might be due to the Streptococcus bacteria. It looks like this: oooooooooooooo ooo oooooooooooooo o. I really want to just take it easy and undo my heavy drinking with some lovely zzzzzz’s, like I deserve. My roommate’s guests are being a bit rowdy, and even smeared deodorant on my mirror. She lives for Jell-O shots and partying, so I feel a bit bad about shutting it down, because this is, like, her thing. What do I do?
You Asked For It: I get where you’re coming from. You’re in a moral dilemma. So let us use the timeless (just like in Animal House!) angel/devil metaphor.
Angel: Don’t shut it down. This is, like, her thing. She gave you ample notice of the party and you owe it to her to let her keep getting crunk like she deserves.
Devil: Yeah, but the floor and walls are littered with Jell-O shots. The ceiling has somehow accrued a wine stain. How tf does that even happen? Too much liability for my 3k deposit. Ned-Stark it.
Angel: Do you really fear for your deposit that much? If Jell-O stained, they would be out of business. This too shall pass (Acts 2:21).
Devil: On second thought, my throat really hurts. Worse than it did just before my PHYS 118 studio. It’s too bad, and I need rest for medical reasons. It’s non-negotiable. Party’s over.
Angel: Okay. See you on judgment day.
There’s your answer. As my grandmother once said, you’re going to be old for a lot longer than you’re going to be young. And health comes first. It would be incredibly irresponsible to deprive your withering constitution of the rest and recuperation it needs. You’re worth it. Also, down some Robitussin. Yeah, the whole bottle. It’ll help. A lot.