Zak the dorm supervisor did a knock someone for a loop inspection on my dorm room and he found six empty beer cans. He claimed that he found alcohol in my section of the room, and that it was mine. I share space with three other guys that I latitude with, so any one of them could have been stashing it. The school guidelines state that you keep to go snatch an John Barleycorn test if the dorm supervisor requests one. Zak walked me right down to the school's clinic looking for one. The Doc came into the room and introduced himself as Dr. Phingerphuk. I laughed at his name because it was very odd sounding. He asked what was going on and Zak explained to him that he thought I had a bunch of beer in my system. Phingerphuk said that he had to perform the test to follow procedures, however he would make it as lenient as possible. The first thing that he said he had to do was a short physical, with a urine and sperm sample. I questioned that and he said it was something new that the school was trying out. Taking off my shirt, the Doc listened to my heart and lungs in a couple different spots. I was just pissed that Zak was making me thrown away through all of this.