Oh goodie, one I actually answer
I live and work in student halls, and have done from some 6 years . . . OH DEAR. Some of the major milestones in this 'career' have been:

Shit in the tumble dryer. . . Some vile and reprohensible individual felt the urge to do this, but not only that, they filmed themselves doing the dastardly deed, and putting some unsuspecting shill's trainers in for good measure. This is worse than one would imagine, as the smell of baked faeces pervails for months. Said students, once the recording had come to light, were tasked with cleaning the dryer with a wallpaper scraper and a bucket. They were then charged around £1500 to replace the dryer, which is about a term of rent money.

Along a similar vein, there was one foul soul who thought that shitting in a wok and stir frying it would be the jape of the century.

Another flat attempted to fill their bathtub with urine, (6 boys, 6 girls, sadly for my gender, you can guess which side it was) and needless to say, it got very very manky (Anyone spotting a trend?). though another flat filled a bathtub half up with jelly.

The aforementioned vomit in the sink growing mould is a common favourate.

It's not uncommon to see rooms full of month old binbags and acumulated pizza boxes. These often get to the point of rat, mouse, and bug infestation (centepede things are the worst).

Though one of the more unusual (and pleasnt) people was a chap called Boris. He was from Yougoslavia or somewhere, really nice chap, but somewhat mental. I was once tasked with inspecting his flat, and in his bedroom was a mig welder, 3 bikes, and on the walls were spraypaint outlins of the frames he had made. Very tallented, but daft as a brush.

Another 'career' high point was a promotion due to the previous CSR (or RA for those of a more colonial persuasion)quitting due to rather boisterous flat mates, who welcomed me with the gift of a used condom, coitous creame and all, tied neatly to my doorhandle. Needless to say, they made my life a mysery for 6 months, where in I threw away all the dishes twice, and had external cleaners come in and deal with the 'biohazard'.

Though the absolute top, worst, most vile and disgusting has to be. . . Cleaning up the EFL blocks. In the summer, those of us with no place better to go are offered minimum wage to gut uni accomodation. The EFL blocks are usually the worst. Now I don't know what it is about them, but the Chinese students seem to have a nak for making their flats really really unpleasnt places. I'm not trying to insite any racial hatred or anything, they're pleasnt enough people, very studious, if somewhat quiet, but somehow their blocks aquire a heavy, musty odour and unusual amounts of carpet, wall, and soft furnature soiling. One flat was so vile that everything in the kitchen, including the kettle, fridge, freezer, and draw handles, was covered in ground pork.

Appologies for length, and lack of hummus, but I never did encounter any of that on my travels.
(Spiked_Rycroft The Prodigal Son, Fri 26 Mar 2010, 2:58, 3 replies)

CSR?
Ris?
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Fri 26 Mar 2010, 9:02, closed)

Chief senior resident. Basically a student who stomps around, shouting, pushing people out of spaceships... Actually, probably the most fun job you can ever do, providing you can keep a straight face.

Oh and while I'm at it, I have never encountered a vacuume (sp?) in halls that didn't smell like vomit when it was switched on, and I really miss the innocent days when I didn't know why this was.
(Spiked_Rycroft The Prodigal Son, Fri 26 Mar 2010, 13:19, closed)

Ahhh...
I did something similar for more years than I care to remember.
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Sat 27 Mar 2010, 12:16, closed)