but H.E.P. fucked a bitch up tonight.
Actually ... two.
Anyway -- as I told the big one tonight - there really are very few jobs that are interesting to actually talk about and where you can learn from discussions.
Bouncing is one of them.
My evening - not too eventful - I DID manhandle a dude and exit him from the prem, but other than that, not too crazy.
What time did you guys go in and what time did things start to get hectic?
ReplyDeleteI started @ 9 and tossed my first drunk within an hour. Worked door until 11 ish, refused service to a half dozen or so, including a woman in baggies whom I called sir.
ReplyDeleteAnother dude, first thing he said to me was "I'm fucked up" - no entrance. Somehow he got a band and got in. Several hours later the Big 3 showed up with him, asked me if I had denied entrance, "Yes", SNAP -- wristband gone, booted.
Dude in coat check line said he was gonna punch someone and I just grabbed his ass, tossed him, called the Big Three. THAT was probably highlight of night for me -- REALLY fucking quick.
The manager had us stop letting people in @ 11:30 -- there was a line up the stairs of pissed off people, but fuck it.
SOMETHING happened and all the bouncers moved very quickly in that direction, and someone yelled at me to "SHUT IT DOWN!", so I just closed up shop. Once they removed the belligerents, all the bouncers were outside and a jackass in coat check started mouthing the manager, so I motivated him out on my own -- that made my Spidey Sense go off a bit.
I had a great time.