I have 2 really memorable RA experiences (Purdue- late 90s)
The first is a really terrible one. I was an RA at the same time as Jay Severson. Jay was shot and killed by a resident that was a big drug dealer. It shook purdue heavily, but especially the RA (were were actually called counselors) community.
The other, me specific, one was a freshman who had a father that was super hard on him. One night I came back to the dorm and he's in the hall with a bottle of jack, just hammered. Purdue dorms are dry, but I told him just get rid of it and go to bed. 5 minute later he walks to my room with the bottle and I told him I have to write this up now (I never wrote people up) he then just breaks down, snot tears breakdown.
He was planning to kill himself that night so I spent the next two hours talking to him and convinced him to see someone professional the next morning. He passed out in my room and in the morning he called a real professional and began therapy.
I didn't write him up for alcohol.