She complained about my inappropriate outfit so now her boyfriend isn’t allowed over at all.

I live in student housing with a shared hallway. If I am just stepping out to brush my teeth or grab something from the kitchen, I usually just wear whatever I’m already in like usually an oversized tee or tank top basically. Not exactly runway material, but comfy ofcourse.

One evening, I walked out in a loose shirt and shorts to throw away some trash. A girl stopped me later and said, kind of awkwardly: Heyyy could you cover up more when you are in the hall? My boyfriend’s over and it makes him uncomfortable.

I was not looking at something like with much attention, so I just said, aahhhh okay cool and let it go as simple as that. Coming to the next day, my roommate told me she heard this same girl in the lounge making fun of me, telling people I had been prancing around half-naked on purpose (like seriously on purpose she said) and she even imitated me. Later that night, she and her friends looked me up and down and giggled when I walked by.

Then the entire building got an email from the RA about some complaints of inappropriate clothing and reminding everyone to dress properly in shared spaces.

That annoyed me, because her boyfriend doesn’t even live in our building but in fact, due to this year’s rules, outside guests aren’t supposed to be here at all. So what i did- I sent in my own anonymous complaint.

A few days later, the RA followed up: they will now be checking IDs of guests and cracking down on non-residents hanging out in the halls. So yeah she wanted me to cover up for her boyfriend. Now she doesn’t even get to bring him over. Lol. Problem solved with full settlement

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