The man. The myth. The legend. The Gio.
If you’ve ever had the pleasure of visiting Walsh Hall, then you know the exact man I’m talking about. This man is the Maria of the Walsh Security Guard staff. The calm, cool, collected, Gio. I’m not going to bullshit you, no one likes getting cockblocked by Walsh security. You’re trying to bring a lady friend back to your room and you get to the doors, when the unthinkable happens. Non-Walsh residents are no longer allowed to enter (and just a heads up don’t try to let anyone in on the side exit doors there are “silent alarms”, learned that one the hard way). The 21 year old Gio is the bearer of the bad news, and it’s easy to blame the guy, but you can’t.Poor guy is awake from 5 p.m to 5 a.m., graveyard shift. Dude has to keep track of a couple hundred hammered kids walking in front of him acting stupid as shit. A couple of weeks ago on Halloween Gio was helping some unresponsive freshman, and the kid puked all over Gio’s chair. Gio is not an idiot, so instead of trying to get creative sneaking in a 30 rack and handle under you sweater in a shopping bag, just be sensible and bring it before 5 before they get here. It’s that simple.
If you take a minute just to talk to him, you’ll meet one of the nicest and coolest people on this campus and you’ll get to hear the latest and greatest stories about drunk kids in the Walsh community. He also doesn’t care much for dealing with hammered kids, so try to hold your shit together at least until you make it to the elevator.
Take a couple minutes out of your day to stop and talk to Gio, you won’t regret it. And if you got a couple extra bucks on your meal plan grab the man some moz sticks. (@ you ladies we know you ain’t usin all that meal plan money).
P.S. Gio has been working extra hours cause he’s saving up to buy a second pinky ring. UNREAL. Savage.(I assume he was going for something subtle, like Big Sean here)