The Cold Shoulder

Ok...So I'm all moved in and we have this new GA (Grad Assistant) who thinks she's an RHC (Resident Hall Coordinator). Well she isn't. In fact, she's a total bitch. Anyway I'm walking out with Pamela to move her car and this is the conversation that happens:

Bitch: Excuse me (with an attitude of course)
Me: (turns around to look at her)
Bitch: Why are you giving me and my staff the cold shoulder?!
Me: I'm not doing anything
Bitch: No one is accusing you of anything. (yes that is actually what she said after saying I was giving them the cold shoulder)
Me: I'm not doing anything other than my work.
Bitch: Well, we're trying to say hi to you and smile at you and you just keep going.
Me: I dont' know what you are talking about. In fact I beg to differ as no one is trying to do anything.

Now, I should have prefaced this with what happened last night. I'm in my room....they know that I've checked in. My door gets pushed open. I go to the door and they were like "sorry we forgot." I said, "well that's ok, it just kind of scared me when my door came open." So I just get off the phone with dad talking about funeral arrangements for Uncle Wayne AND I'm in the midst of changing. They do it AGAIN!!! There is like 30-60 seconds in between this time. So I go and push the door closed and lock it. Well, Bitch comes and knocks on my door and is like, " You're going to have to excuse us. We're putting things in the rooms and you just slammed the door shut." OMG....so I just closed the door and locked it again and went on.

So yeah, that's how the semester has started. She's going to get a RUDE awakening when the rest of the girls move into this building and she finds out what it's really like.