I spent two years in the trenches as a Resident Assistant, and it’s a crappy job. You’re expected to be the first line of defense against everything from sexual assault to homophobia. You spend hours in a special class, hours on duty, hours talking to your floor, and you have to go to class, too. By the time I was done with my first year, almost everybody I’d started the year with had quit.
Needless to say, it’s the kind of job where even the people who care tend to burn out fast. And some of them just aren’t any good in the first place. Here are five common types you’ll run into.