Welcome to the floor

Tonight a guy as he was entering said to the coat check girl, "I have a drinking problem" and that immediately set off my spidy sense. I watch him for a while but nothing too abnormal and then he comes back later and talks with the coat check girl and I leave and make rounds. When I get back the coat check girl tells me that he is wasted and needs to leave. I begin searching for the guy but can't find him after about 5 minutes of searching, I walk by the bathroom door and decide to look in there. Before I can open the door he does and tries to slam it into an employee and misses the employee. He gets frustrated and tries to then kick the employee. Now he does not know that I am behind him at this point and I grab him by his shirt and then slam him to the ground (apparently numerous people saw this and were impressed with how high his feet went off the ground). I then look him in the eyes (he looked absolutely terrified) as I pick him up by his arm and shirt and pull him to his feet and shove him forward and then put him in a full Nelson and then eject him from the premises.

Vomit

I get to work Saturday night around 11:45 PM and I talk to the door guy and get caught up to speed on what's been happening earlier that night as usual and then head inside. Since we have two levels I head into the lower level which is more of a restaurant/bar before heading upstairs to the club part. It was a busy night but nothing seemed out of place until I head to the bathroom. I find an elderly couple in the men's room the woman is trying to aid a gentleman who is in his 60's and is vomiting into the trash can. Had he of been a young guy I would of ushered him out right then. The guy who was throwing up had 2 balloons tied to him that said happy birthday. I assumed that he may have been part of a party so I head out to find a manager. After finding one he then says he is going to handle it which apparently meant finding towels to clean up all of the vomit that missed the trash can.

I glad I didn't have to put my hands in the sexagenarian but this set the pace for the evening.

Many drunk people and more vomit.

"You're Gonna Have to Fight Me To Get Me Out Of Here"

...is the first thing I hear from the gentleman that I signal by another bouncer to speak to. The Patron repeated this and then started rummaging around in his wallet. I assumed he was lying but I went ahead and motioned to a bartender to get the other 2 bouncers that were on duty. I turn to address the man who was telling me that he was tired of getting bad service here and how he is a secret shopper and what he was apparently looking for in his wallet was a platinum credit card. I listen to his story for about 10 seconds since I know that my guys will be there momentarily. I cut the guy off eventually and say "I don't care about any of that right now. You have been asked to leave, and if you don't leave you will be trespassed from the property and charges will be filed." He looks back at me and repeats what he said initially, "If you want me to leave your are going to have to fight me to get me to leave, I didn't do anything...and blah blah blah." While he is talking he sits himself down firmly into one of the bar chairs because he had stood to get his wallet. I ask him one more time to please leave before I rip his chair out from under him and he is now involuntarily standing. I ask him one more time to walk to the doorway before I put an arm on his back and start guiding and then more forcefully pushing him to the door. He starts bracing himself immediately and I feel this and I then use my other hand and push him about 2 or 3 feet towards the door and I am still holding his hips and I even rammed him into a the bar a little bit. At that point he started to draw his right for a punch and my bouncer grabbed that arm, the other bouncer reacted and grabbed his other arm but in the process we all went down. I ended up on top since I was pushing him from behind and I went for his head putting him in a half nelson and and then using my other forearm to force his his head down further and then eventually lock in what was easily the tightest headlock I have ever applied to a person before. One of the other ones had his other arm and someone eventually grabbed his legs after he quit cussing. After about 30 seconds of fighting he succombs and quits fighting us. I know that I really tired his bitch as out because I was on top of him the entire time and I rammed his face and head into the floor twice.

Now we have him and I am on top of him and have one one side of his upper body useless, and someone else has his arm and one guy has his legs. We have to carry him down 23 steps to the bottom of our establishment. In the past we have had people try to make us fall or try to fight us on the stairs so we knew that we couldn't let him go. I have the guy in an arm bar and the other guy follows suit. We raise him up into the arm and unfold his arms from behind so that he is now facing the ground and at a 90* angle we have his arms going straight back one guy on either side, a third guy grabs his ankles and we then begin was was one of the most interesting ways that I have ever removed a person from a building. We carry him this way all the way until we get outside. In my mind I asked myself if I thought that he was crazy enough to try to fight when I saw the impeding doom the he was going to face I realized that he was safe and more than anything probably just really uncomfortable.

When we get him outside the other guys released him a little early and I ended up just shoving him into a tree while I held my arm bar. I gave him a list of instructions to do and then shoved him into the street. He raises his hand and points at me and tells me that he will be back.

Son of a bitch came back with the cops. He tried to press charges against us, when the cop came over I gave the statement. i told him what I have above here. He told me that I should rip chairs out from under people. The cop then told me that the guy said that we worked him over pretty good and were punching him and that of course he didn't do anything wrong. One of the managers nearby said that he certainly didn't look like a guy who had just been worked over by 4 bouncers. The cop returned to the guy and later told him that the didn't have much of a case and that there wasn't much that he could do. He then becomes irate with the cops and then the cops just leave.

This guy really messed up my night for me but I'm sure that he got a little reminder the next day when he woke up. This did actually give me an adrenaline boost though and I had to catch my breath after the fight.

Finally Something I Haven't Seen Before

So I have been bouncing for a few months now and nothing that I have seen thus far has really surprised me. I have walked several people out had people pass out at our bar. numeroud people fall asleep. I have had people fighting, almost fighting, and one guy push against me like he wanted to fight until I didn't move and I think that he realized that he was outsized. Well last night we are working one man down. This means that we have one guy on the patio and one guy working door and then I have the whole upstairs to myself. Good thing it was a slow night. Part of my duties are to float around the property and just make myself visible. I walk downstairs and as soon as I get downstairs a bartender comes and gets me and tells me that I need to remove a woman for spitting on a guy who is in a wheel chair. First off no one wins in a spitting contest. When I get into the downstairs bar area I find lots of what looks like water on the floor. There is a guy in a wheel chair near said water and a women who walks briskly past me and outside. Apparently the woman who walked out when she saw me was the spitter. The story unfolds like this, The woman in question ordered a mix drink and when it arrived it was not to her liking and she started complaining and became obnoxious. The bartnender who is one of the nicest bartenders ever asks her if she wants a glass of water. She takes the water and then takes a sip (possibly expecting alcohol and then turns her head and spits water all over the floor and onto the guy that she was talking to who happens to be in a wheel chair. More confrontation from the woman and she is asked to leave. This is when the come find me. When the guy in the wheel chair rolled out the door guy told him which direction the lady went who may or may not have been with him he looked that way and then wheeled himself the other way.

I think a girl got Roofy-ed last night

I got paged @ around midnight to help remove a girl from the patio area. The other guy told me that she passed out. This happens occasionally. No biggie. When I get there she is 100% unconscious. We talk to her, shake her, move her to no avail. We decide to carry her out. I carry her down 2 floors and we get her down to the street level and place her in a chair while the rest of her party figures out what they want to do. we have now been with this girl for about 10 min and she has not opened her eyes, made a sound, done anything really to let us know that she is ok.

Her party keeps reassuring us that she is TOTALLY ressponsive while they try to figure out what her name is. It's at this point that the manager of the blub decides to call EMS since it's apparent that her 'friends' don't really care about her. Before EMS arrives she throws up on herself, but still doesn't wake up, open her eyes, make a noise (it was the quietest I have ever heard anyone vomit in my life). EMS tells us to lay her on the ground and I pick her vomit covered body up (by touching her non/least vomitty areas) and move her to the ground. Still doesn't respond.

EMS finally arrives and they move her to the gurny and she still doesn't respond. All in all this took about 35 minutes and the ENTIRE time she was out cold.

Welcome To Management

About a week ago I was asked for the second time to move into management. I haven't officially answered either way for a while but I have had a handful of management shifts where I filled in for one of them when they were in a jam.

Saturday was one of these nights. Several people called out and they ended up having me manage one of our smaller clubs. I had 4 bouncers total including myself. At about 2:02am one of my employees was making his end of the night rounds and a guy made a hand gesture "brushing" him off behind the bouncers back and completely ignored what he had just been told. I saw this and step in. The guy tries to blow me off. I stand there and they eventually get that they need to move inside. Once inside the patron becomes completely belligerent. I call back up and point at the guy in question and say that he needs to leave. My guys grab him and start to carry him out. While doing this the guy raises his arms and tries to protest. Igo for his arms to block but accidentally "thumb jab" or throat punch him and he shuts up.
Once outside he tries to rally and come at me but soon realizes that he is out matched after I move him several feet in about half a second.

goo goo dolls

Today I am doing security for the Goo Goo Dolls private show. It is a small, intimate, setting for about 65 people. It sounds like it will be pretty awesome.

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Update: Goo Goo Dolls are fucking OLD!