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=> GENERAL DISCUSSION => Topic started by: sweetcell on March 19, 2007, 04:48:00 pm
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i have, twice.
first time i was 18, which made me of legal drinking age where i'm from. had a few american friends in town and we hit the clubs, being able to show their real IDs and get in was a thrill for them. ended the evening at a punk/industrial bar with a mosh pit. everyone there was cool except for one really aggressive dude that kept targeting one of my friends. eventually my friend yelled at him to back off, which was the invitation the prick was looking for - they rolled. i jumped between them and separated them, got a fist to the temple in the process, and by the time security showed up my friend was out of the equation and it was just me and the trouble-maker. unfortunately he was a regular and a friend of the bouncers, so i got kicked out. needed a few stitches to close a small gash over my eye. my friends thought it was the coolest night of their lives.
other time was less dramatic. occured a few years ago at a certain club in DC that we all know and love, back in the days were we could still smoke inside - and my friend, on an all-day tear, decided that smoking something other than tobacco was a good idea. security were real polite (but forceful) about it - "we saw you two smoking, you have to leave", and we didn't put up a fight... we were busted for pure stupidity. we tried laughing it off, but in the end were just embarrassed by the whole episode - so teeenagerish.
anyone else?
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i was in chicago a few years ago with some friends and one of the friends and i got kicked out of fado's. it was so stupid. . bought a beer, gave the bartender $20, bartender gave change for a $10 bill. argued with bartender for rest of the change, gave us back the $20 and told staff to escort us outside. however, the door guy directed us to another bar that was much better and ended up staying open till 4 or 5 am.
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Once. I was 20, and though underage I was that girl who not only always had a fake i.d., but usually had a few. So I gave one each to two of my friends (one was a guy -- long story how I got a guy's I.D., but I got one!). Anyhow, my friend Amy does not have much sense, so even though we had IDs, she didn't want to wait in line at the front door and decided to sneak in a side door. All three of us were chased out -- the two of them were caught and had their (my) IDs confiscated. I got away, and had hidden my ID in a palm tree outside the club. I was able to drive back (45 minutes each way) to get it the next day.
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Strangely, no, I have not.
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several times in college here in dc for underage drinking, once in ocean city because I had the worst fake id ever, I think everybody in the bar had a fake id
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I visited a friend in Ann Arbor. We went to a bar with the cute little pitchers (really just big mugs), and were having a good time. Well good until he decided that it was smart to throw a glass ash tray at a far wall. Then we were asked to leave.
When I first turned 21 was in Fells and went to club 801 or something (the real goth-y place). Well it was all you can drink, so we sit at this table. Had a bunch of cups on it, and for some reason we decided that the only logical way to have a clean table was to wipe the cups to the floor. we were shown the door.
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Once, Buncing Souls show at Irving Plaza. Was rather drunk and stepped out to smoke a cigarette. A bouncer claimed I threw my cigarette at him and escorted me to the other side of the bike rack. I called my friends, who were still in the show, and they laughed at me and didnt believe me. I waited for them in the diner/bar next door til the show let out.
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I was on a bachelor night out in DC and as usual we ended up in a strip club, Good Guys on Wisconsin Ave. Now, I really don't care for strip clubs, but it was a batchelor night and for some reason men seem to think it's something that must be done, even though we were having a great time in the bar before hand.....on 18th and Kst I think. Anyway, I went to the bathroom and while I was having a leak two idiots came in and started fighting. The bouncers came in and assumed I was involved so kicked all three of us out. I started to plead my innonence but realized this was my perfect excuse to get the hell out of there. One of the lads in our group saw me getting kicked out so they all came out and we went to back to the bar "Sign of the Whale!" that's it....and we went back to having a great night out.
So it was a happy ending.
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fun thread :)
sir HC just reminded me of another dishonorable ejection... in my last high school semester before college, i had a really sweet class schedule which allowed me to go on mid-week drinking sessions. one particularly boozy evening, my friend and i were the only patrons in the bar around midnight or so. it was the kind of night when staying on the bar stool was a challenge. after finishing our Nth pitcher, we noticed that the barmaid was nowhere to be found. we waited, we called, no one... so i reached over the bar and started filling our pitcher from one of the taps. we couldn't wait but i had every intension of paying for the pitcher, which i vehemently explained to the waitress when she returned no more than 15 seconds after i started filling - she must have heard our previous howls/requests for service. she had none of it. made us pay full price for half a pitcher (shut off the tap as soon as she returned), and told us to drink fast and leave "or she'd call the cops". thinking back, she was working all alone that night and had no bouncer... we still high-tailed outta there after chugging a quarter-pitcher each.
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I had a friend of a friend get kicked out of last year's DBT show at the 9:30 Club for being incredibly drunk. Barely able to stand, he closed his tab and then returned less than five minutes later to close his tab again. The bartender told him that he had already closed his tab. He flipped out and accused the bartender of stealing his credit card. She told him to check his wallet and that he would find his card there. He refused and kept arguing. She finally called security on him.
ThatGuy told us we had two minutes to get him out of the club or that he was going to do it. We had no luck. ThatGuy forcibly removed him. It was a pretty impressive sight...pure professionalism. Full of embarrassment, I followed them out of the club and missed the last two songs of the encore. I apologized to ThatGuy for the whole thing and thanked him for not going overboard.
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Yep, I got caught taping Supersuckers at a small club in Ocean City by their tour manager. Managed to pull the ol switcharoo when he demanded the recording though. The show was almost over. I listened to the encores from the band entrance. Became aquainted with the opening band who were also out back. Eventually the tour mgr. came out, saw me and said, hope you enjoy the recording.All I could do was smile. Apparently he checked it and found out I had given him a blank. I felt so bad I purchased about 100 bucks worth of merch off of them as a saving grace. Great boot though, worth every penny. Still have the shot glasses and T shirts I bought for being a bad boy. I'm surprised he didn't check me out back for it, but it was already stashed away safe and sound.
Oh yeah, and the Residents Wormwood tour at 9:30.
Something about too many legs in a bathroom stall.They tried confiscating my prescription meds.Luckily, I believe it was That Guy recognized what they were and convinced them they should give them back, which was greatly appreciated.
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I was asked to leave from Felix once because of the following incident: a girl was going on at the bar about how she worked for Senator so-and-so's office. After a few questions I was able to ascertain through the veneer of self-importance that she was an intern, and my friend and I started busting on her about being a Capitol Hill version of Monica Lewinsky. I know, a cheap shot but these self-important Hill types are such a pain in the ass, even more so when (as usual) they are not important at all. Anyway, this huge dude decided to defend her honor, and grabbed both my friend and my arm at the same time and started twisting. At which point the bouncer asked us both (but not the arm twister) to leave. Didn't really want to be there anyway.
Oh yeah, almost forgot, a dude I was with lit up a spliff at a Femi Kuti show at 930 a few years back, and he was removed within seconds after striking the match. Dumb fuck... I had told him that the 930 was very strict before the show, and so I felt no loyalty qualms disowning him as he was led out and staying behind to enjoy the rest of the evening.
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Showbox in Seattle.
It was The Cramps in (i think) 2000.
I was super drunk, and feeling like I was about to go under, so I went to the bathroom and made myself throw up.
A bouncer happened to be in the stall next to mine, and threw me out for being too drunk.
He did not even listen to my reasoning that I was making myself throw up so I would not be too drunk to enjoy the rest of the show.
the end.
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I would never think in my solitary life i'd be kicked out of a bar but if it did happen, I wouldn't think it would be at the Clarendon Grill. So I was a little tipsy trying to go from the dance floor to the bar. This girl coming from the right side trips over my leg and falls to the ground. Bouncer sees this happen, girl starts to complain that I pushed her down when I knew she was tipsy as well and was asked to leave. All I gotta to say to that girl was, dumb bitch.
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I once got drunk and fell into the Christmas tree at a bar in San Juan Capistrano, in the OC. I came to later in the desert.
Also I got fucked up and spilled my beer twice at the Purple Moose in OC. They showed me the door.
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hahaha, this thread is hilarious.
i have the best one. i got thrown out of Foxboro Stadium for jumping over the fence onto the field during....yes, Godsmack, in 2000!
Hundreds of people starting jumping from the seats onto the field...i decided to join...i got caught, and tossed. me and like 5 other kids, out of like 500!!!
oh, and i got thrown out of a pearl jam concert at merriweather..for having a fake ticket.
funny, cause now, i've thrown other people out of merriweather for that same reason!
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*twice at Grateful Dead at Cap Center (once for trying to retrieve sealed water bottle deemed as trash by door staff; once for opening a can of Bud in the arena (must've sneaked that one in, past the door staff though!)
*Lenny Kravitz at Lisner ('91, I think) for whiskey--got caught while passing bottle to a friend. I was kicked out, but sneaked back in via the fire escape in the balcony in order to catch the last song... then: on the way out, I grabbed the bottle that was at the top of a trash can in the lobby!
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In Ames, Iowa last summer I was almost kicked out of a bar called Sips because someone told the bouncer I was walking around grabbing girls asses. I asked the bouncer who it was that accused me. Apparently they had left. My coworker, a woman, defended me saying that I had been sitting with her drinking and not playing grab ass.
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I got kicked out of George Clinton show at 930 about 5 or 6 years ago. I was with a big group of people, we took 2 cars and while the P-funk Allstars were playing before George even hit the stage 2 of us got kicked out. We had no car keys, but I saw Josh and he let me back in to get keys so I we didn't have to sit out in the cold for George's 4 hour show.
It was so nice of Josh, I deserved to get kicked out. I had drank a lot and decided that instead of buying another 8 dollar long island I would take a one hitter that my friend had brought, which was what got me kicked out.
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Originally posted by Che:
I would take a one hitter
Is this a term for marijuana that I missed?
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It looks exactly like a cigarette but is made out of some type of metal.
Originally posted by Julian, faux celeb-porn CONNOISSEUR:Is this a term for marijuana that I missed? [/QB]
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Originally posted by econo:
It looks exactly like a cigarette but is made out of some type of metal.
Seriously? What?
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Originally posted by Julian, faux celeb-porn CONNOISSEUR:
Originally posted by econo:
It looks exactly like a cigarette but is made out of some type of metal.
Seriously? What? [/b]
some people call em Chillums.
some look like cigarettes, some are fancy pants.
<img src="http://www.lejoinventions.com/maindutch/images/M_stone-chillum-plain_ba.gif" alt=" - " />
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Originally posted by Julian, faux celeb-porn CONNOISSEUR:
Originally posted by Che:
I would take a one hitter
Is this a term for marijuana that I missed? [/b]
Wow! How could you miss that one. Now power hitter, that may be an obsolete term these days, but one hitter? Julian, it's like I hardly know you. Ddidn't they teach you that at HFS ;)
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Originally posted by SPARX:
Julian, it's like I hardly know you. Ddidn't they teach you that at HFS ;)
Ddidn't they teach you to type?
I only claim expertise on matters relating to pr0n, not illicit drugs. Straight-edge vegetarian for 6.5 years.
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sonick - you've reminded me of another funny bouncing/bounced experience: delicate sound of thunder tour, toronto.
i saw the show in montreal with friends, and a few days later they played toronto where i was living at the time. the night of the toronto show, i went to the mid-sized football stadium where pink floyd were playing to see how much of the show i could see and hear from the outside. the stadium sides didn't met at the corners so one had a clear line of sight to the stage, albeit from rather far away. at least 100 people had gathered at my corner to catch the free show.
having seen the same concert in montreal from a decent seat, i was less than impressed with this inferior vantage point so i started looking for an alternative. i noticed someone sitting on the roof of the building behind us - from the stage lights reflecting off him, it was obvious his view was much better. he even had a lawn-chair! i walked halfway around the building until i found a rainwater drain-pipe thingy that looked solid enough to hold my weight, and used it to climb to the roof of the two-story building (apparently i really was that stupid at age ~20). i was so frickin' proud of myself, marching across the roof to join the other partyer... who turned out to be a cop. he was shocked as hell to see me. "congratulations on getting up here. now get back down or i'll have you arrested for trespassing. GO."
so i climbed back down.
Originally posted by sweetcell:
i have, twice.
apparently i need to revise this estimate.
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Originally posted by Julian, faux celeb-porn CONNOISSEUR:
Originally posted by SPARX:
Julian, it's like I hardly know you. Ddidn't they teach you that at HFS ;)
Ddidn't they teach you to type?
I only claim expertise on matters relating to pr0n, not illicit drugs. Straight-edge vegetarian for 6.5 years. [/b]
Not very well. In 11th grade I had typing but the teacher was bad. Although I hold several degrees, typing was never an issue. I hire someone to do those things if necessary. I did't think you partook, but that's a fairly common term. No need to turn your defensive switch up. Meat is murder,but mighty tasty. Porn, never really cared for it other than a chuckle or some famous slut. I prefer my women in person.
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M Club
Jakarta, Indonesia
1995
So I'm 17 years old, living overseas and playing out the home stretch of senior year. Exams are wrapping up and everyone is just hanging out and enjoying the last weeks before graduation when we'll all split and go back to our respective countries.
M Club was one of the few large dance clubs downtown and was a favorite for the expats. Jakarta had no drinking age at that time, but I guess I was short on cash because I decided to empty out a clear water bottle and fill it with clear liquor to take with me.
My super secret method worked all night. Everyone said their goodbyes and I hung back a few minutes alone in the club just enjoying the buzz and the music. Just as I was getting a little pensive about leaving Jakarta, I get a tap on the shoulder from a very large bouncer who wants to know what's in the bottle. I tell him "it's just water, I'll throw it out". I had roused from my daydreaming and was ready to call it a night. I put it in the nearby trashcan and casually walk to the door. I turn back about halfway there and see him digging through the trash. Crap.
Before I can get to the door, I am cut off by a serious looking Indonesian who tells me in clear english that I'll need to follow him. I'm not terribly worried yet, but the fact that I'm being led to the small, dimly lit, "back room" doesn't strike me as a good sign. Apparently, Jakarta is cracking down on drug dealers (a crime punishable with the death penalty) and my slick method of hiding the bottle under my shirt has convinced them that I really know what I'm doing and thus must be into worse things.
I think what saved me, 2 hours of interrogation later, was that I didn't have any fake id on me (not that I'd need it) and that I really was just a naive kid who didn't think through the ramifications of breaking the law in a foreign country still ruled by a dictator.
The funny thing was how it all ended. Once the guy was convinced I was clean, he asked the bouncer to bring the bottle back in. He poured it into a glass and gave it to me to take back into the club, taking only enough money from my wallet to pay for it. Confused, I walked back in and forced myself to drink slowly for the next few minutes. I would've downed it in two seconds, but somehow it felt like that would have been rude since we had apparently smoothed things over and I was once again a guest in their establishment.
10 minutes was enough. I hopped in a cab home and, with a not altogether unpleasant feeling of adrenaline and 2 shots worth of new buzz, visualized the call I didn't make to my parents from an Indonesian jail.
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aaaaaand we have a winner!
(not that further additions aren't welcome)
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Originally posted by sweetcell:
aaaaaand we have a winner!
(not that further additions aren't welcome)
Yep, Tom's coud've turned into a mini Midnight Express. I'll be that shit gets scary real quick. Powerless but to the demeanor of the MAN and the best BS one can muster under the gun.
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This is one of the first threads like this that I have actually taken the time to read. Very funny stories.
Mine aren't that great...
My 21st birthday also happened to be Fat Tuesday that year, so a big group of us went out to this awful club called Mitty's in Newport News, Virginia (where I was living at the time). I was having a good old time, and apparently got a little rowdy and backed into the biggest, blackest bouncer I've ever seen. He was not amused and escorted me out, and my friends made me wait in the car for an hour until last call.
A few years ago, we took a friend out for her 21st birthday to Howl At The Moon in Baltimore. After what we decided would be the last round of shots for the evening, I excused myself to the bathroom. I was just planning on taking a piss, but the last one must have gone down wrong and I had to puke it up.
Unfortunately, a bouncer was in there and heard it, and as soon as I came out of the stall he told me to go close my tab and exit the club at once. Even though it was nearing last call and we had decided we were leaving anyway, I still get shit from my friends for getting us all kicked out on someone else's birthday.
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About oh, seven years ago at... the 9:30 Club. I went to see The Jesus Lizard right after their tour with Rage Against the Machine. About a half hour into their set, a guy jumped off the stage and did the Axl Rose leg kick into the audience, breaking the nose of the girl next to me (I assume because she had blood coming out over her hand) and kicking me in the face, snapping my brand new glasses. I grabbed the guy so we could "talk" outside about paying for my glasses and paying the woman's med bills. He laughed at me and tried to brush me off so we started to tussle. The great staff (no sarcasm, they were actually very nice about it) at the 9:30 pulled us apart and I got thrown out, in the process my swank GVSb shirt got ripped off me (I guess I could not let go of the guy's throat).
Pure coincidence, the jerk who jumped was wearing a RATM shirt...
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Originally posted by SPARX:
Originally posted by Julian, faux celeb-porn CONNOISSEUR:
[qb] Although I hold several degrees, . . [/b]
Translation.....too bone idle to go get a real job so I'll stay in school as long as possible and just rack up those degrees no employer gives a rats arse about unless it's a medical degree or maybe a law degree.....
;)
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this isn't a being bounced story, since the bar was closing, but i was in matamoros, mexico drinking in a bar with a friend. we ended up hanging with 2 other people, a guy and a girl from texas a&m and the girl was trashed. hit final call, lights came up and the girl finished her girly drink- some multi-color concoction that came in a glass half-yard. while i'm standing next to her, she finishes her drink and promptly throws the glass half-yard against a wall, shattering it. 2 seconds later i get grabbed by neck and pulled to the front of bar by two mexican bouncers wanting to know why i threw the glass half-yard against the wall and threatening me. i try to explain in my drunk, slurring, and broken spanish that i didn't, it was the girl standing next to me. after about 15 minutes of various tries at communication, it turns out they were just upset at someone breaking one of their half-yards. i calmly turned over the $5 it cost, and walked out the door. . .the girl's friend paid me back and bought me a whataburger for my trouble once we got back across the border.
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Originally posted by Roadbike Mankie:
Originally posted by SPARX:
Originally posted by Julian, faux celeb-porn CONNOISSEUR:
[qb] Although I hold several degrees, . . [/b]
Translation.....too bone idle to go get a real job so I'll stay in school as long as possible and just rack up those degrees no employer gives a rats arse about unless it's a medical degree or maybe a law degree.....
;) [/b]
Yep, lernins kewl! FYI, the same college hired me upon graduation. Guess they were used to seeing me there anyway.
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I have never been thrown out of a show, and I can't even remember being 86ed from a bar. Being a bartender and then a door guy for a long time, I think I keep a better perspective about my surroundings than most when I'm in a bar, and a tremendous amount of deference for owners and staff of bars/clubs.
Now, the stories of throwing folks out of bars, I think I may have been the guy to throw a lot of you dumb asses out.
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Originally posted by vansmack:
I have never been thrown out of a show, and I can't even remember being 86ed from a bar. Being a bartender and then a door guy for a long time, I think I keep a better perspective about my surroundings than most when I'm in a bar, and a tremendous amount of deference for owners and staff of bars/clubs.
Now, the stories of throwing folks out of bars, I think I may have been the guy to throw a lot of you dumb asses out.
rhett? is that you?
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Only the first sentence applies to me.
Pn the other hand, my wife almost got thrown out of a show we were at, until some people who were near us and saw what happened came to her defense.
Originally posted by le sonick:
Originally posted by vansmack:
I have never been thrown out of a show, and I can't even remember being 86ed from a bar. Being a bartender and then a door guy for a long time, I think I keep a better perspective about my surroundings than most when I'm in a bar, and a tremendous amount of deference for owners and staff of bars/clubs.
Now, the stories of throwing folks out of bars, I think I may have been the guy to throw a lot of you dumb asses out.
rhett? is that you? [/b]
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Originally posted by vansmack:
I have never been thrown out of a show, and I can't even remember being 86ed from a bar. Being a bartender and then a door guy for a long time, I think I keep a better perspective about my surroundings than most when I'm in a bar, and a tremendous amount of deference for owners and staff of bars/clubs.
Now, the stories of throwing folks out of bars, I think I may have been the guy to throw a lot of you dumb asses out.
I worked for one of those bouncer for hire companies who get contracted out for concerts and stuff. I found it a rather boring job to be honest....you almost wished something would kick off just to break up the evening.
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Originally posted by le sonick:
rhett? is that you?
Sorry. Common sense prevails, even when I'm drinking...
I don't drink heavily when I'm at concerts because I'm there for, get this...the music. If I wanted to get drunk, I'd save the $20 bucks I spent on the ticket and buy more beers at a bar, rather than at the show.
I tend to be friends with most of the bartenders/owners/staff of bars I frequent, so why would I want to be disrespectful in their bar? Here's a weird concept, the nicer I am, the more I get to drink and the less I have to pay for. So unless I get confused for someone else like venerable or econo, which hasn't happened, there's little chance I would get 86ed.
The closest I've ever been to being tossed was here in SF when a patron, in anger (something about a girl), threw a shot glass across the room that just missed my head and shattered on the wall behind me. I walked over to the bouncer and told him what happened, pointing out the guy, now hiding his head. The door guy said he'd handle it. He walked over to the guy, had a conversation, came back to me and said "he didn't do it. Must have fallen from the second floor." The second floor was closed. My friends were pissed, but calmed them down and said thanks; I then gathered up my group to leave. When I went to pay my tab, I asked the bartender if he knew the guy over there and discretely pointed out the guy who threw the shot glass. He said yeah, he works here. I told him what happened and that the bouncer was protecting him. He was pretending to ring up my credit card, but called the manager down, who came down, picked up our tab and fired both of the guys.
Now, how would you have handled that? Some probably would have charged the guy who threw the glass and been kicked out, if not thrown in jail. Some probably argued with the bouncer demanding that he see your point of view and also been kicked out. I chose to leave what I decided was a poorly run establishment and never return, politely asking one question before I left of the person I thought had the most common sense. Who had a better result?
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I did hear this great story from my brother in law in Vegas from this past February...
They were trashed in one of the strip joints (either Crazy Horse II or the OG, I can't remember). Somebody else in the club with the same first name was having a birthday, and his buddies paid the cash for him to be dragged up on stage and stripped by the strippers. They announced it was "Mike's" birthday and that he should come up on stage. So the Mike in my brother in laws party runs up on stage. A little bit of consusion ensues, but the other party assumed it was another guy who had a birthday and they waited for their turn.
About 30 minutes later, the other party asks when their boy is going to be taken on stage? They figure out what happened, and came looking for the Mike that ran on stage. My BiL's party explained he must have been confused and they paid the money it would have cost had it been his turn to get on stage (nevermind that it really wasn't his birthday). So they announce for Mike again and my BiL's boy heads for the stage again. A bouncer cuts him off and drags him back to his party. He asks the group "Now which one of you is going to keep an eye on your boy so he doesn't keep getting onto trouble?" Someone in the group asks, deadpan:, "Excuse me sir, but is the correct answer Jesus?"
They were escorted out.
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Originally posted by vansmack:
Originally posted by le sonick:
rhett? is that you?
Sorry. Common sense prevails, even when I'm drinking...
I don't drink heavily when I'm at concerts because I'm there for, get this...the music. If I wanted to get drunk, I'd save the $20 bucks I spent on the ticket and buy more beers at a bar, rather than at the show.
I tend to be friends with most of the bartenders/owners/staff of bars I frequent, so why would I want to be disrespectful in their bar? Here's a weird concept, the nicer I am, the more I get to drink and the less I have to pay for. So unless I get confused for someone else like venerable or econo, which hasn't happened, there's little chance I would get 86ed.
The closest I've ever been to being tossed was here in SF when a patron, in anger (something about a girl), threw a shot glass across the room that just missed my head and shattered on the wall behind me. I walked over to the bouncer and told him what happened, pointing out the guy, now hiding his head. The door guy said he'd handle it. He walked over to the guy, had a conversation, came back to me and said "he didn't do it. Must have fallen from the second floor." The second floor was closed. My friends were pissed, but calmed them down and said thanks; I then gathered up my group to leave. When I went to pay my tab, I asked the bartender if he knew the guy over there and discretely pointed out the guy who threw the shot glass. He said yeah, he works here. I told him what happened and that the bouncer was protecting him. He was pretending to ring up my credit card, but called the manager down, who came down, picked up our tab and fired both of the guys.
Now, how would you have handled that? Some probably would have charged the guy who threw the glass and been kicked out, if not thrown in jail. Some probably argued with the bouncer demanding that he see your point of view and also been kicked out. I chose to leave what I decided was a poorly run establishment and never return, politely asking one question before I left of the person I thought had the most common sense. Who had a better result? [/b]
you just took the fun out of the thread though!!!
damn!!!
and from my post, only show i was booted from was a Godsmack show. i should've thanked them!
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Originally posted by le sonick:
and from my post, only show i was booted from was a Godsmack show. i should've thanked them!
That was a sporting venue, though - that's different. I have been tossed out of Dodger Stadium (wrongly - for cheering for the opposing team, but a bitter fan lied to a security guard to get me tossed in the bottom of the 9th) and Anaheim Stadium (rightly - for running on the field in the fifth innning and sliding into second, and eventually third before I was arrested).
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One of my best friends got kicked out of the Black Cat at one of the Teenbeat Anniversary shows once... He thought it would be a good idea to mark up the bathroom stall with a Sharpie. I was almost booted once for stealing a Nada Surf 'tour' poster off the wall at the Black Cat... They get angry when people do that :)
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Originally posted by vansmack:
Now, how would you have handled that? Some probably would have charged the guy who threw the glass and been kicked out, if not thrown in jail. Some probably argued with the bouncer demanding that he see your point of view and also been kicked out. I chose to leave what I decided was a poorly run establishment and never return, politely asking one question before I left of the person I thought had the most common sense. Who had a better result?
i had a similar reaction to that infamous post-interpol situation a few years back at DC9 ... although all you bastards think i was a pussy for getting these douches bounced out of the club instead of taking the matter into my own hands
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Originally posted by vansmack:
and Anaheim Stadium (rightly - for running on the field in the fifth innning and sliding into second, and eventually third before I was arrested).
nice! i'd actually say this one takes the cake, what's the backstory to it?
i just have a boring story about doing dumb stuff in college at a trans am show at black cat and getting "bounced" by a bespectacled 5'2" 110lb guy
come to think of it, i think there are a couple of others (Common Share and Madams Organ, both circa 2000), but i only heard the stories second-hand from more sober people in attendance, so i'm not sure how accurate they are
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Originally posted by Hoyas Final 4:
nice! i'd actually say this one takes the cake, what's the backstory to it?
Opening night in Anaheim, April 15, 1991. The California Angels were playing the Oakland A's. We had great seats in the second or third row and as the game went on, more of my boys kept coming down, so we had a huge section. The whole game my buddies were egging me to go out on the field. I was the youngest of this group (17-22 year olds) and most susceptible to peer pressure. A few beers back, the game was tied going into the 7th and I made a deal with them that if they pay my fine and give me $200 I'll do it if the game gets out of hand (thinking it wouldn't).
Oakland scores 3 runs in the seventh and took a 5-2 lead. With one out in the 8th, I shocked the group and ran out on the field with no announcement. I slid head first into second and waited.
And waited....
Well, it takes the cops a few seconds to get to second and it's lonely out there (I looked up at Dickie Schofield at short and he didn't seem too pleased). Well, it seemed like minutes to me so I got up, took a short lead and headed to third, blowing past a cop and two security guards, and did a nice belly-flop slide into third, my feet nearly going over my head with the adrenaline. Gary Gaetti chuckled at me (or more likely my slide) and I put my hands behind my head for the cuffs. They cuffed me and dragged me into the dugout and under the stadium. They gave me a hard time, but didn't really rough me up too much (except dragging me down the dugout steps). They tried to call my folks (I was 17), who thankfully weren't home (it happened to be their wedding anniversary and cell phones weren't popular yet), wrote up the arrest paperwork (trespassing fine of nearly $283 at the time) and threw me out of the stadium.
I booked ass home (my family still lives about 1.5 miles from the stadium) and deleted the message the cops left on the answering machine. My boys paid the fine, I got my cash (over time) and petitioned the court to expunge my record when I turned 18. Good times.
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Originally posted by vansmack:
My boys paid the fine, I got my cash (over time) and petitioned the court to expunge my record when I turned 18. Good times.
that's a great story ... is that how you told it to the california bar's character & fitness committee?
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ocean city a few years ago: one of my friend runs into his cousin. cousin gets into nonsensical brawl with randoms. we break it up, go back to drinking our beers and game of pool. the security dude told us that everone that fights gets kicked out. we were like 'we fought'?
Originally posted by Venerable Bede:
i was in chicago a few years ago with some friends and one of the friends and i got kicked out of fado's. it was so stupid. . bought a beer, gave the bartender $20, bartender gave change for a $10 bill. argued with bartender for rest of the change, gave us back the $20 and told staff to escort us outside. however, the door guy directed us to another bar that was much better and ended up staying open till 4 or 5 am.
i've heard this one before....
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Originally posted by Hoyas Final 4:
that's a great story ... is that how you told it to the california bar's character & fitness committee?
Actually, I took the New York Bar, never expecting to move back to California.
On their bar app, I listed the trespassing arrest in the Minor's section, and they didn't ask for much information in that section so that's all it says (assuming all kids do something stupid before they're 18?).
I had planned to be asked about it at the interview stage, but I was actually out of the country on business the week of the interview and swearing in February. Because I was not living in NY at the time, I had to go to Albany for the swaering in and I always thought I'd do it next time I passed through (practicing international development law, being bar licensed was not required). Well, I never made it to Albany and my time lapsed, so I have the rare distinction of passing the NY Bar and never bothering to get sworn in.
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That aforementioned trip to Vegas also revealed that the new gold in strip joints in Xanax. Strippers will do just about anything for a Xanax.
Just thought I needed to share that with you.
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smakie: VERY useful intel, but i guess not suprising. if i was in that line of work, with that type of clientele, i'd want to be as disassociated as possible too.
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Originally posted by vansmack:
That aforementioned trip to Vegas also revealed that the new gold in strip joints in Xanax. Strippers will do just about anything for a Xanax.
Just thought I needed to share that with you.
oh come on!! Xanax has been stripper gold for 10 years now!!
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Originally posted by le sonick:
oh come on!! Xanax has been stripper gold for 10 years now!!
Some strippers will trade a lot for any drug. In DC it was always blow, but blow was too expensive to trade for a lap dance or two. With Xanax now having a generic form (which it didn't 10 years ago), 60 pills for $10 now makes Xanax gold, as opposed to just have drug trade value.
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there's nothing like arbitraging the inefficient stripper / xanax market
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i dunno xanax was like a buck a pill 10 years ago. or so i um had heard
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Anyone ever go to Lucky's in Radford?
I was tossed outta there. After I was let in I made a bee line for the bathroom, washed off the under 21 marks, and then someone wet their over 21 stamp and pressed on my hand. I walked out of the bathroom, my friends looked to say "hi", but was lead straight out. Didn't do that again.
I was also told to go home from the Bus Stop. I was a youngin' days before my 18th birthday. I remember feeling so sorry for myself walking home.