[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
I’m looking right now myself for a few nights at either the Pour House or maybe driving ladies around to their ahem appointments just to get a few extra bucks in my pocket[/quote]
the pour house kind of sucks, don’t work there. in fact, most of the places on that stretch of boylston street suck. go with the hooker delivery job.
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10x
[quote]iamthewolf wrote:
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
I’m looking right now myself for a few nights at either the Pour House or maybe driving ladies around to their ahem appointments just to get a few extra bucks in my pocket[/quote]
the pour house kind of sucks, don’t work there. in fact, most of the places on that stretch of boylston street suck. go with the hooker delivery job.[/quote]
Probably be starting the transport job this week or next talked to the guy today, I can be quite charming when I need to be, so I should have some interesting stories soon
[quote]Cronus wrote:
Just curious, what is the lightest (weight) bouncer any of you have ever worked with? [/quote]
This guy was not very tall (56 at best and weighed about 170ish. But a true badass. Nobody in the right mind would mess with this guy. Hes known for his “ways” and on his first day when my boss saw him on the montinors in the office, he asked me on my headset to send him upstairs so he could talk with him. He just wanted to give him the rundown of the club and how he cant act the way hes known to here, lol… Hes freakishly strong and is good in combat. But thats the exception.
[quote]latspread wrote:
“I was in fear for my safety and the safety of my collegues, officer so I…” [/quote]
Ha! Never fails.
People ping pong is classic too. The drunker they are, the longer they keep going. Try it with verbal messages, preferably nonsensical shit, disguised as inside jokes.
For the people wondering about size, BG is bang on. I’ve worked clubs and bars at 5’8", 175 with no problems, because I know how to defuse situations and talk people down. I also handle the unavoidable physical confrontations with the right mount of controlled aggression and authority. I’d say these skills are equally important if you’re a big guy, because that size can have an intimidating effect and escalate situations if you’re too aggressive. That said, there have been times when I’ve wanted an extra 20-30lbs on me.
As far as fucking club chicks, that’s a huge no-no in my book. I’m scarred for life with regards to women because of this job. Concerts are the worst. I’ve spent too much time backstage and seen how some of these girls degrade themselves to ever recover that youthful naivete I used to possess.
And everybody always wants to fuckin touch you. Sweaty hugs, clammy handshakes, sloppy kisses. Fuckin. Eww.
My biggest pet peeve is probably the namedropping though. “Is Frank working tonight? He’ll vouch for me”. Who the fuck cares! Frank hasn’t worked here for 18 months, and in your current state, you’re not getting in, regardless what names you drop.
Or the classic “I know (insert local drug trafficker / gangster / juicehead / fighter / violent lunatic)”. No you don’t. 4 out 5 people on tonight’s bouncing staff do though, which makes you look like a cunt.
And of course “I know your boss / the owner, when you wake up tomorrow, you’ll be out of a job”. Nah, even if you do remember this when you get out of your drunken stupour, and even if you are a vengeful enough shithead to attempt to get me fired on account of doing my job, the owner leaves all staff management to the chief of staff, and the chief of staff handles situations with dicks like you on a weekly basis. You’ll be laughed off.
One bar I worked at had 3 entrances (restaurant, bar and patio bar) and only 1-3 bouncers, depending on weekday. It was a quiet place most of the time, and the customers were easy to handle, but the bathrooms were out in the back yard. The number of junkies, whores and junkie whores I pulled out of that place, maaan. Some straight disgusting shit.
I’ve got some stories. I’ll check back later.
i want to hear the disgusting stories. also the backstage stories from whoever was working the concert. thanks.
[quote]StevenF wrote:
i want to hear the disgusting stories. also the backstage stories from whoever was working the concert. thanks. [/quote]
x2
[quote]TheBodyGuard wrote:
Tips?
If you’re an asshole, no amount of money will adequately compensate you for the job. Our guys make $25 (under the table) and hour and I’d be real surprised to hear anyone making more, anywhere. But if you have to fuss and fight with someone each night, it’s not worth it. But then again, if you’re an asshole, it just might be worth it to such an asshole. Because an asshole will seek and find a reason for aggression.
If you do not have strong diplomacy skills, you’re worthless. You must know how to talk to people. If you are not truly capable of controlled aggression (emphasis controlled), in defense of yourself and your fellow staff, you’re worthless - and if before aggression is to occur, you hesitate at all, you are not cut out for the job.
And at some point, you will be required to engage someone - and you cannot always rely on someone else to have your back - because sometimes they will be engaged with someone else. If you do not absolutely know when dipomacy or aggression is required, you’re worthless and will get yourself, someone you work with, or an innocent patron hurt.
Being tough is not the be all end all to being a good bouncer. We had a professional MMA fighter last winter who just could not cut it. He was a tough kid - in fact, I’d match him up against anyone his weight or a bit above. A nice kid. But too squirrely. As tough as he was, and he is tough trust me, he just didn’t have the temperment for the job. If I had to listen to him say “these guys in red are staring at me”, “I know something is about to happen”, one more time, I’d have him commit Seppuka.
And as trained as he was in fighting skill, he’s always have to resort to more aggression than was required because he was only about 210 or so. Could he defend himself. Absolutely. Could he intimidate anyone and make them think twice? Not always. And sometimes intimidation alone is enough. If you’re not naturally intimidating, people WILL test you.
Is it easy money? For the right person, yes. I work in an extremely active club. We are extremely active and “hands on”. And I still say it’s easy money. Last weekend, altercations, handcuffs and even mace…all in one night. Doesn’t bother me a bit. How some of my coworkers handle themselves bothers me far more greatly than anything an unruly patron did. [/quote]
i will attest to the intimidation thing. when i was a bouncer, i was around 270lbs, i had a gut, but i was not “fat” 400lb bench, near 700lb squat and pull, and near 400lb jerk from the rack. fairly explosive, as i was a 60’ shot-putter. but at only 5’6" tall, i could not intimidate ANYONE. guys i worked with who were over 6 feet tall could often talk people down but seemed i always had to get physical.
[quote]marathe wrote:
[quote]SickAbs wrote:
[quote]TheBodyGuard wrote:
SMFH…Just found out today that this Friday is Rave Night. Sick Abs? Sick Abs? Attention Sick Abs, we have a blue light special for Cheap White Chicks.
Me trying to get out of working it. Me needs “me” time.[/quote]
Did someone say white chicks?[/quote]
Avatar/post combination for the win. [/quote]
takes bow
You want gross I got gross…
The Glass Slipper in Chinatown oh the pain the memories the rats that would walk across my feet.
Anywho back when I worked there it was across the street from it’s current locatation and had apartments owned by the club and used for dancers that came from England, or got kicked out of their apartments because coke was more important than rent. There was a dancer Brandi, she would come into a day shift with her bacardi and diet coke and proceed to drink all day long. I was working the day shift and the owner came in saw she was wasted beyond belief adn told me to take her to one of the rooms. I threw her on my shoulder walked up the stairs cursing her drunkeness and everything else. As I threw her on the bed she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down with her and kissed me, yummy alcohol and menthol. Well I figured what the fuck and we started to go at it, she then goes “choke me” I being a relatively inexperienced catholic school boy was like ok and I gave her a very little squeeze to which she says “NO CHOLE ME” and starts to choke herself out, like her tongue was coming out and she was coughing. Like a 22yr old pussy I ran, but that little choking thing opened up an ugly door. \
We also had a lawyer who would come in, he was older and was a gay/slave type guy. He liked the girls to humiliate him and he was drunk one time(of many) this particular day I don’t remember which person but someone said he couldn’t insert a heiniken bottle in his ass and that’s as far as I’m willing to go with that story, it’s been 11yrs since I’ve worked at that club and I just got sick a little thinking about it again.
What do you guys do when you find drugs on someone? do they just get kicked out or do you call the police?
[quote]ronaldo7 wrote:
What do you guys do when you find drugs on someone? do they just get kicked out or do you call the police?[/quote]
Confiscate, kick out…perhaps render an on the spot “fine” 
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
You want gross I got gross…
The Glass Slipper in Chinatown oh the pain the memories the rats that would walk across my feet.
Anywho back when I worked there it was across the street from it’s current locatation and had apartments owned by the club and used for dancers that came from England, or got kicked out of their apartments because coke was more important than rent. There was a dancer Brandi, she would come into a day shift with her bacardi and diet coke and proceed to drink all day long. I was working the day shift and the owner came in saw she was wasted beyond belief adn told me to take her to one of the rooms. I threw her on my shoulder walked up the stairs cursing her drunkeness and everything else. As I threw her on the bed she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down with her and kissed me, yummy alcohol and menthol. Well I figured what the fuck and we started to go at it, she then goes “choke me” I being a relatively inexperienced catholic school boy was like ok and I gave her a very little squeeze to which she says “NO CHOLE ME” and starts to choke herself out, like her tongue was coming out and she was coughing. Like a 22yr old pussy I ran, but that little choking thing opened up an ugly door. \
We also had a lawyer who would come in, he was older and was a gay/slave type guy. He liked the girls to humiliate him and he was drunk one time(of many) this particular day I don’t remember which person but someone said he couldn’t insert a heiniken bottle in his ass and that’s as far as I’m willing to go with that story, it’s been 11yrs since I’ve worked at that club and I just got sick a little thinking about it again.[/quote]
Did you drink the beer after?
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
You want gross I got gross…
The Glass Slipper in Chinatown oh the pain the memories the rats that would walk across my feet.
Anywho back when I worked there it was across the street from it’s current locatation and had apartments owned by the club and used for dancers that came from England, or got kicked out of their apartments because coke was more important than rent. There was a dancer Brandi, she would come into a day shift with her bacardi and diet coke and proceed to drink all day long. I was working the day shift and the owner came in saw she was wasted beyond belief adn told me to take her to one of the rooms. I threw her on my shoulder walked up the stairs cursing her drunkeness and everything else. As I threw her on the bed she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down with her and kissed me, yummy alcohol and menthol. Well I figured what the fuck and we started to go at it, she then goes “choke me” I being a relatively inexperienced catholic school boy was like ok and I gave her a very little squeeze to which she says “NO CHOLE ME” and starts to choke herself out, like her tongue was coming out and she was coughing. Like a 22yr old pussy I ran, but that little choking thing opened up an ugly door. \
We also had a lawyer who would come in, he was older and was a gay/slave type guy. He liked the girls to humiliate him and he was drunk one time(of many) this particular day I don’t remember which person but someone said he couldn’t insert a heiniken bottle in his ass and that’s as far as I’m willing to go with that story, it’s been 11yrs since I’ve worked at that club and I just got sick a little thinking about it again.[/quote]
Did you drink the beer after?[/quote]
No I gave it to your girlfriend
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
You want gross I got gross…
The Glass Slipper in Chinatown oh the pain the memories the rats that would walk across my feet.
Anywho back when I worked there it was across the street from it’s current locatation and had apartments owned by the club and used for dancers that came from England, or got kicked out of their apartments because coke was more important than rent. There was a dancer Brandi, she would come into a day shift with her bacardi and diet coke and proceed to drink all day long. I was working the day shift and the owner came in saw she was wasted beyond belief adn told me to take her to one of the rooms. I threw her on my shoulder walked up the stairs cursing her drunkeness and everything else. As I threw her on the bed she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down with her and kissed me, yummy alcohol and menthol. Well I figured what the fuck and we started to go at it, she then goes “choke me” I being a relatively inexperienced catholic school boy was like ok and I gave her a very little squeeze to which she says “NO CHOLE ME” and starts to choke herself out, like her tongue was coming out and she was coughing. Like a 22yr old pussy I ran, but that little choking thing opened up an ugly door. \
We also had a lawyer who would come in, he was older and was a gay/slave type guy. He liked the girls to humiliate him and he was drunk one time(of many) this particular day I don’t remember which person but someone said he couldn’t insert a heiniken bottle in his ass and that’s as far as I’m willing to go with that story, it’s been 11yrs since I’ve worked at that club and I just got sick a little thinking about it again.[/quote]
Did you drink the beer after?[/quote]
No I gave it to your girlfriend[/quote]
She dosen`t drink beer. Sorry.
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
You want gross I got gross…
The Glass Slipper in Chinatown oh the pain the memories the rats that would walk across my feet.
Anywho back when I worked there it was across the street from it’s current locatation and had apartments owned by the club and used for dancers that came from England, or got kicked out of their apartments because coke was more important than rent. There was a dancer Brandi, she would come into a day shift with her bacardi and diet coke and proceed to drink all day long. I was working the day shift and the owner came in saw she was wasted beyond belief adn told me to take her to one of the rooms. I threw her on my shoulder walked up the stairs cursing her drunkeness and everything else. As I threw her on the bed she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down with her and kissed me, yummy alcohol and menthol. Well I figured what the fuck and we started to go at it, she then goes “choke me” I being a relatively inexperienced catholic school boy was like ok and I gave her a very little squeeze to which she says “NO CHOLE ME” and starts to choke herself out, like her tongue was coming out and she was coughing. Like a 22yr old pussy I ran, but that little choking thing opened up an ugly door. \
We also had a lawyer who would come in, he was older and was a gay/slave type guy. He liked the girls to humiliate him and he was drunk one time(of many) this particular day I don’t remember which person but someone said he couldn’t insert a heiniken bottle in his ass and that’s as far as I’m willing to go with that story, it’s been 11yrs since I’ve worked at that club and I just got sick a little thinking about it again.[/quote]
Did you drink the beer after?[/quote]
No I gave it to your girlfriend[/quote]
She dosen`t drink beer. Sorry.[/quote]
Yeah but she loved that shit huh?
The only shit I know of is the reply`s you posted after mine dude.
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
The only shit I know of is the reply`s you posted after mine dude. [/quote]
Maybe you shouldn’t have been a smart ass? Isn’t that right e-thug? You have any doorman stories anything at all to share? No then sit down take a midol and go change your tampon douchebag.
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
The only shit I know of is the reply`s you posted after mine dude. [/quote]
Maybe you shouldn’t have been a smart ass? Isn’t that right e-thug? You have any doorman stories anything at all to share? No then sit down take a midol and go change your tampon douchebag.
[/quote]
Smart ass, that was just a funny reply that some guy took the wrong way. Lighten up fellas.
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
[quote]kevinm1 wrote:
[quote]ritch1 wrote:
The only shit I know of is the reply`s you posted after mine dude. [/quote]
Maybe you shouldn’t have been a smart ass? Isn’t that right e-thug? You have any doorman stories anything at all to share? No then sit down take a midol and go change your tampon douchebag.
[/quote]
Smart ass, that was just a funny reply that some guy took the wrong way. Lighten up fellas. [/quote]
Don’t even have the balls to stick to your guns? Wow you thought you where funny and would take a jab at me, and being the typical e-bully you figured I wouldn’t respond, I did though and you couldn’t handle it could you, little panty wearing joke. You know what you where trying to do, and like a typical douche you can dish it out but can’t take it so you go I was only making a joke, well so was I. Maybe you should “lighten up” as I was on;y replying to the douhce comment turd.