Since my bar is nowhere near as exciting as it used to be, I will occasionally post an old story from before I had this retarded site. I'll start with this one:
We get a lot of Army guys/girls in our bar since the Aberdeen Proving Grounds are not too far away and our bar used to have the reputation as a dirt bag bar. So they still come in and usually in large packs. Don't get me wrong these guys/girls aren't dirt bags, well not all of them, but they are usually a handful and always hammered. One night a group of about 8 guys were in the bar for a long time. They were hanging out at a table just drinking and having a good time, and generally going unnoticed. One of the guys had become extremely drunk and started hitting on a few girls and asking them to dance incessantly. Sounded like a resonable thing to do to me, but he must have been overly aggressive and annoying to one girl and her boyfriend had asked one of the bouncers, C, if we could tell him to knock it off. C went up to him and tapped him on the shoulder and the guy spun around and shoved him. Now this was at a time when the bar was always packed, wall to wall, with all kinds of degenerates. So we had the mentality of "if you touch me I'm kicking your ass". So C tackled him and began throwing punches at him. The other 2 guys and myself pulled them apart and threw the guy outside. The other Army guys were very cooperative, we thought, and apologized and decided to put him in the truck until they left. We all agreed this was a good idea and went back to work. C had been working the door all night but walked away for a while to calm down so I took over at the door. I never got a good look at the guy we threw out so I couldn't identify him if I wanted to. Now I'm not sure what was going on through this guy's head but instead of just hanging out in the truck he changed his shirt, put on a hooded sweatshirt and took off his glasses and came back in. Of course now that I'm at the door and didn't recognize him, I let him right back in the bar! He was in for about 2 minutes laughing about it with his buddies when the other bouncers caught wind to it and we ended up throwing them all out in a near brawl that spilled into the parking lot. As we threw the guy out the second time C got some revenge and jammed his thumb in his eye while myself and another guy opened the doors with his face. His friends were not pleased with this but did nothing about it. Now I know I'm stupid but I refuse to believe that this was my fault. It could have happened to anyone. The other guys just gave me a dumbfounded look and said, "Yurrie, you just threw the guy out and then checked his ID and let him back in. How do you not recognize him?" My only response was, "Hey, he took his glasses off. Not my fault!" They actually came back the next week and were much more behaved. Oh those crazy Jar Heads!!!!
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Dann, I remember that night you are talking about..we drank Malibu Bay Breezes and played "Hide the Salimi". The Cher concert was to die for. How come you never called me back. Slapnuts?
Love, "Double J" Jeff Jarrett
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