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.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Update: Goo Goo Dolls are fucking OLD!

Randomness Overheard at My Newest Club

Guy 1 "Dude quit telling everyone that you are 8 inches"

Guy 2 "It's true though"

Guy 1 "Did you need to tell my mom man?"

Bomb threat on 40

Bouncer Training

Due to an unfortunate incident that happened in October where a guy who works with us decided to punch someone repeatedly in the face instead of grabbing them and taking them outside we now have optional bouncer training. This takes place at CrossFit and the people leading it seem very knowledgeable.

Randomness Overheard

Some guy went walking onto the dance floor the other night and as he walked by some girls he shouted his street name. A bouncer nearby turns to us and says 'see I hate that stuff. guys try to claim their street or neighborhood so seem hard. I grew up in north Raleigh and I am not going to say which one but I went to a certain north Raleigh private school and best believe I will whoop some ass."

Good Night After All

I got flagged down last night and a guy pointed at an older gentleman and said that he was bothering him and his guests. I asked the other guy what was going on and he just seemed out of it. I point the guy towards the door and motivate him to leave. We are almost out and he pulls away and tries to order a drink at the bar. I tell him 'No' and he resists again so I just go under his arms and pick him up to about my height and carry him out of the club. When I get outside there is a 'paid entourage' (long story) of people out there and they started clapping and yelling excitedly. One guy said that I made his night. I think I have been doing this too long because when I used to have to talk to people for misbehavior my pulse would race. Last night I carried a grown man out and was cool as a cucumber. Maybe the running has something to do with that.

Should Have Posted this Earlier

This actually happened right before we were getting ready to go to Jamaica but when KoC got in her accident I wasn't really concerned about posting. Ok here goes from my alcohol soaked memory.

I get a call from our door guy that I should keep an eye on a guy that he let in. When he starts to give me the description of the guy I know exactly who he is talking about because I have already been watching him.

Late in the evening a woman flags us down and tells us that a guy matching his description has been smacking girls asses on the dance floor. We (Black Thunder and myself) go to confront the guy and ask him to step outside. He starts walking out slowly then stops and starts to dance with a girl. The other bouncer tries to get him to start walking and the guy resists so he picks him up under the arm and carries him to the door.

Now the guy has to make it down ~20 steps. The bouncer put him down so that he could walk down on his own. The guy just started dancing. About 2 minutes of talking and yelling and we carry him down about 5 and put him down again where he starts dancing and arguing again. The guy moved towards the other bouncer a little too quickly and Black Thunder shoved him. I still don't know how the guy made it down al the steps in about 2.1 seconds without falling or dying. When we get outside the guy still won't leave and he steps to Black Thunder. Black Thunder shoves him hard and the guy goes flying backwards about 10 feet and ends up hitting a tree and sign. At this point the owners come outside to see what the commotion is about. The drunk guy starts yelling again and comes at Black Thunder again. The guy has his right shoulder back as if his is winding up for a heymaker. Black Thunder turns and asks the owner "Do you see this, Do you see this?" and the ownber replies, "Do what you go to do!" and it is now that Black Thunder throws a quick left hook that turns the drunks head and drops him to the ground right in front of me. Everyone pauses for a second and the owner states, "That's not what I meant."

We decide that we should restrain the guy now since we have to take him to jail and this means that I jump on the guys right side and grab his shoulder and wrist and throw my knee into his elbow to get him back flat on the ground. He is yelling that I am going to break his arm. I place his wrist on his back and secure his other arm. So now I am on the back of a very angry and bruised man and there is another guy that we threw out earlier standing near me. The guy that I am on is yelling about how he was too much for us and the other guy chimes in. I turn to him and yell, "SHUT YOUR MOUTH, I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOU RIGHT NOW!" The guys immediately shuts up and goes back to his curb. Now it is a waiting game. Six minutes later RPD shows up and the guy goes to jail.

This is where you walk away before you get arrested

Saturday night I was working at a smoke free club and a guy at about 1:50am lit up a cigarette. The other bouncer aka Black Thunder walks up to the guy and asked him to put out his cigarette or take it outside. The guy stops takes a drag on his smoke and says "what" and then blows smoke in Black Thunder's face. BT restates the policy and the guy takes another drag. At this point I (White Lightning) arrive on scene. Black Thunder says "fuck this" smacks the cigarette out of his hand and points the guy towards the front door. The guy stops walking almost immediately and Black Thunder picks his ass up and carrys him for about 5 steps and then puts him down hoping that he will just walk out on his own. As soon as the guy gets on his own feet he just collapses and starts screaming and holding his shoulder. Black Thunder and I just kind of look at each other for a second and then we pick him up and carry his screaming ass out. As we almost reach the door he starts waving to people that he knows and gives them the thumbs up. This makes Black Thunder very angry and we put his ass down outside of the doorway on the top of our huge staircase. Now he is just sitting there yelling again about how we hurt him and refusing to walk. We have to navigate 20 steps with this guy. If we are carrying him and he bucks us or anything we could all go tumbling down. My suggestion was that we just close the door at the top and bottom of the staircase and see if we can't motivate his ass to walk down the staircase. Black Thunder laughs but just stands there thinking about how we can do this. I start pushing on the guys back hard enough to get him to slide to the next step but not hard enough to go any further. I get him down 4 steps before he turns his body sideways and plants his legs and back against the wall. I fold him up and toss my knee into his side and lean on him and say, "you do realize that if I were to fall on you I would probably kill you right." This makes him start yelling again and I get pissed. I stand up and grab him under the arms and hoist him up about level with my chest. he has his legs pulled up to his chest and I start slowly walking him down the staircase. When I get about 9 stairs from the bottom he starts sqirming and the door guy comes up and grabs his legs. We go the remaining steps with no issues but when we get to the door to go outside he grabs the door frame and won't let go. Me and the door guy give it more more big puch but the door guy lets go so I end up literally tossing this guy out of the club. He flew almost horizontal through the air. He gets up almost immediately and steps to me. I push him and yell at him to "get the fuck out of my face and off our property" but he comes back for more. I push him once more and he decides to stay back and goes and sits down on the curb to wait for his friends to come out.

Ear Worm

Kid Cudi, Kanye West, and Common. They are some funny SOB's. Song is called "I poked her face"

Latest ear-worm I heard last night

Surprisingly enough NOT chick from the BEP

Also....

One of the Big 3 was out drinking on Saturday.
He had a whole shit ton of jewelry out -- I was like "Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to place your necklaces inside your shirt"
His retort "Make me."

Too funny.

Funny stuff.

So on Friday night, I followed 2 drunks while on phone with 911.
First one went down Peace St., pulled into a gas station and started doing loops.

Second one was driving in left laneS (plural) of Falls north of the Beltline up to Hardimont. He was going in peoples yards, up on the sidewalk, all over the road behind Bojangles. Once he stopped, I got out, put truck in park and turn engine off.
Then I waited on the cops.

Another interesting thing: the new girl working door (takes cover, gives wristbands) is a smoking hot lesbian. I found this out when I told her that the "Twilight" series was 'gay'. She said that offended her in 2 ways. NICE!

Anyway -- funny story. The Assistant DA for Wake County comes down. His wife's id is expired. WTF am I supposed to do??????????

Great night

I made several peoples night by just being a nice guy and I got a $7 tip as a guy was walking out because I treated him and his lady with respect. On top of all that there was a guy who refused to leave and was wasted. I got to put him in a full nelson and push his limp drunk ass to the door. All in all, a great night.

Best night of bouncing / working door so far.

In the cramped door area of the club, I told about 8 dudes to leave and they did.
Much like getting a raise as a bouncer, that made me feel quite manly.