Bar Fighting Round Schfifty Five
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Anime Encyclopedia Join Date: 2002-08-08 Member: 1111Members, Constellation
Anime Encyclopedia Join Date: 2002-08-08 Member: 1111Members, Constellation
<div class="IPBDescription">Scissor beats paper. Glass beats rock.</div> Ahhhhh first note worthy incident at my new job.
Tonight I was on the front door as the Doorman. We had 2 security guards on. It's a fairly peaceful club, so 2 guards is all you need.
Around 10-11pm, 3 guys come in as a group. I check their ID's (I need to see where they live or if they're members of any other clubs. Those are our rules) and they're all from different states in Australia. Fair enough, prolly hooked up at a back-packers hostel or something.
The sign the guest book and off they go on their merry little way.
Around 1:30am I'm hanging out around the front door board as crap chatting to one of the guards. When he gets a call on his radio that the other guard needs a hand around at the main bar (We have 7 different bars)
Apparently they've been harassing the female bartender and a few of the patrons. Trying to mix beer and tequila, etc, etc.
Obviously had enough to drink and needs to be escorted out. The best part was one of the guards telling them they had to go and one of them turning around saying "Who the f*** are you to tell me to get out?", and the bartender goes "He's security, he'll be ejecting you from the premises and behind him is the club's boss."
*titter*
Anywho, they get thrown out, the doors are on one-way (Patrons can go out, but the club isn't accepting any more patrons for th evening), so everything is pretty well sorted.
At 2:30 the guards have to go out and lock-down the car-pack. Just whack a few padlocks here and there, that kind of thing. They leave one of their radios with me, you know... just in case something happens.... They tell me later that they noticed the ejected patrons hanging around outside.
2:40 rolls in and the courtesy bus driver turns up to take the next batch of patrons home. He tells me there's a few guys hanging around in the bushes outside. I get on the radio "Yeah John, remember those guys you threw out. Apparently they're outside in the bushes."
"Yeah thanks for the heads up, we're heading down there now."
5 minutes later, I'm zoning out on the front desk because I have absolutely nothing to do for another 40 odd minutes till the end of my shift when all of a sudden <b>BANG</b>. I'm startled out of my **** skin and I see these morons throwing rocks at the front doors. Grab the mic "John get down here now. They're chucking rocks at the door."
I then undergo my lockdown procedure of locking all entrances and exits to the club (Handy button that) I have to inform patrons to wait a few minutes to leave until the incident outside has been sorted out.
Meanwhile the 2 guards have bolted down the street after these 3 goons. They're weaving in and out of traffic, but they eventually get away. About 5 odd minutes later the guards come back and I'm allowed to let patrons out of the building.
Finally get to have a good look at the door they threw it at. Thankfully they were glazed with some sort of lamenated film so they took most of the grunt. No shattering, yay.
So yes, if I had been more alert I probably could at least have gotten the slowest of the 3 with a tackle... but yeah... zoning out was probably the better option.
Though what really, REALLY makes my night is because I'm the doorman. I saw them sign in. I saw what book they signed into. I remember it was one of the last pages before I took the book away for the night. And now I have their names and their addresses.
I win.
Hefty fine coming their way I'm sure.
Tonight I was on the front door as the Doorman. We had 2 security guards on. It's a fairly peaceful club, so 2 guards is all you need.
Around 10-11pm, 3 guys come in as a group. I check their ID's (I need to see where they live or if they're members of any other clubs. Those are our rules) and they're all from different states in Australia. Fair enough, prolly hooked up at a back-packers hostel or something.
The sign the guest book and off they go on their merry little way.
Around 1:30am I'm hanging out around the front door board as crap chatting to one of the guards. When he gets a call on his radio that the other guard needs a hand around at the main bar (We have 7 different bars)
Apparently they've been harassing the female bartender and a few of the patrons. Trying to mix beer and tequila, etc, etc.
Obviously had enough to drink and needs to be escorted out. The best part was one of the guards telling them they had to go and one of them turning around saying "Who the f*** are you to tell me to get out?", and the bartender goes "He's security, he'll be ejecting you from the premises and behind him is the club's boss."
*titter*
Anywho, they get thrown out, the doors are on one-way (Patrons can go out, but the club isn't accepting any more patrons for th evening), so everything is pretty well sorted.
At 2:30 the guards have to go out and lock-down the car-pack. Just whack a few padlocks here and there, that kind of thing. They leave one of their radios with me, you know... just in case something happens.... They tell me later that they noticed the ejected patrons hanging around outside.
2:40 rolls in and the courtesy bus driver turns up to take the next batch of patrons home. He tells me there's a few guys hanging around in the bushes outside. I get on the radio "Yeah John, remember those guys you threw out. Apparently they're outside in the bushes."
"Yeah thanks for the heads up, we're heading down there now."
5 minutes later, I'm zoning out on the front desk because I have absolutely nothing to do for another 40 odd minutes till the end of my shift when all of a sudden <b>BANG</b>. I'm startled out of my **** skin and I see these morons throwing rocks at the front doors. Grab the mic "John get down here now. They're chucking rocks at the door."
I then undergo my lockdown procedure of locking all entrances and exits to the club (Handy button that) I have to inform patrons to wait a few minutes to leave until the incident outside has been sorted out.
Meanwhile the 2 guards have bolted down the street after these 3 goons. They're weaving in and out of traffic, but they eventually get away. About 5 odd minutes later the guards come back and I'm allowed to let patrons out of the building.
Finally get to have a good look at the door they threw it at. Thankfully they were glazed with some sort of lamenated film so they took most of the grunt. No shattering, yay.
So yes, if I had been more alert I probably could at least have gotten the slowest of the 3 with a tackle... but yeah... zoning out was probably the better option.
Though what really, REALLY makes my night is because I'm the doorman. I saw them sign in. I saw what book they signed into. I remember it was one of the last pages before I took the book away for the night. And now I have their names and their addresses.
I win.
Hefty fine coming their way I'm sure.
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"did you want to know, a sekarat? cozz i know one, and it is <i>sooooo good to her it.</i>"
way to go, krimefoiter~
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papa whiskey november tango
way to go stupid drunk people.
Question: U saied you have to check other if they belong to other clubs?
So if they do can they still come to yours?
And how would you know if they were? Couldnt they just say no if they were?
So if they do can they still come to yours?
And how would you know if they were? Couldnt they just say no if they were? <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Here are the rules.
If you live within 5km of the club (Radius, not diameter) you either have to be:
A.) A member to get in
B.) Be signed in by another member.
You cannot solicite staff nor a stranger to sign you in. Instant $5000 on the spot fine.
If you fail to meet rules A or B, you can still get in by producing the membership badge of any other club, except RSL (Retired Serviceman Leagues) as their rules of entry differ from our own.
Generally you give them the run down like this.
"Good evening, members or visitors"
You ask for their ID, to check their address, so you know if they are within 5km's of the club
Then you run down all their options.
Come in as a member (Flash the badge/card when you walk in)
Come in as a visitor (Outside 5km)
Come in as guest (Be signed in by Member)
Join the club
Leave
That's the law I need to abide by. I can't bend the rules, or I get a lovely huge fine.
And people STILL get angry at you.
True story that happened even earlier this same night:
Customer: "Oh yes, I've come in for dinner. Here is my ID, I'm out of area."
Me: "Excellent sir, does you're wife have ID with her?"
"No she doesn't."
"Do you know a member currently in a club that can sign you in?"
"No."
"Do you have ANYTHING with an address on it, or are you a member of any other clubs."
"No."
"Ok here's the deal. The only way you can get into the club, is to either A.) Be signed in by another member as you have no ID, or B.) Join the club."
"THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS, WE ONLY CAME HERE FOR DINNER."
"I am well aware of that sir, however all of our 4 restraunts fall within licensed premises, so unless you can meet our requirements I will unfortuneatly have to decline you access to our facilities"
"DO YOU KNOW I CAME 2 HOURS TO THIS CLUB?"
"That's very good sir, but it still does not negate my need for your wife to produce ID."
"I SHALL BE WRITING A LETTER OF COMPLAINT TO THIS CLUB! THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS! WHAT'S YOU'RE NAME?!"
*write name in full and give employee number as well*
"Here you are sir, feel free to write any complaint you wish. Please be sure in your complaint to mention that your wife had no ID on here if you would be so kind. Now may I kindly ask you to leave the premises"
*man leaves in huff and puff*
*wife mouth's 'sorry' as she leaves*
you have to live within 5km of a bar to get inside in australia?
That's kinda messed up. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
so, whats the defenition of a club?
Most clubs in the States don't even have resturants (let alone 4 ones).
Most of our 'clubs' consist of Dance Flor(s) +bar(s) + lounge(s) (lounges being optional <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->) and POSSIBLY a place to eat <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
and are all clubs related, or is it jsut that clubs their are laws governing how you can become a member?