So after my little reconaissance mission, I took a static position in the garden.  Lucky for me there was a group of my mates that came in to see how I was doing, so for the first 30 mins or so I was standing around talking with my buddies.  It wasn’t long before there was a sudden scream over the radio, as I rushed in there was a fight breaking out between two men by the bar – one of my boys had grabbed one but he managed to get free, I did hesitate for one second as the guy was much bigger than me, in the end I went for it (always back your doormen up – no matter what – as one day you will expect them to do the same), I grabbed this guy by both arms and held as tight as I could so he didn’t budge.

It was quite funny in a way, but the way the music was blaring it sort of seemed to be ‘dancing around with him’, eventually another one of my boys came in to help and we quickly ‘ushered’ both men out the exit! It wasn’t even 10 o’clock yet and there had been one fight.  From then on it felt like it was going to be one of those nights, to my pleasent suprise nothing much really happened.  I did break up an argument with another two guys in the garden, the one fella knocked the drink out the others hand, obviously he wasn’t happy with what happened and had challenged the other guy – they squared up with eachother and thats when I stepped in, right in the middle of them – lucky for me my boy was just down the stairwell, he had come up to help.

I’m lucky in a way that I am a talkative person when I want/need to be and because of that I am easy to get along with, I meet a lot of new faces practically every night so people know me there – if for any reason I would end up in trouble, I know there are people there that would jump in an assist.

In the About section, I talked about how females tend to find doormen ‘a trophy’ for a night as we are alluring and damn gorgeous folk! haha!  There was a group of stunning (and I mean STUNNING) girls that would not stop harrassing me all night!! Now I hear you say ‘What the fuck?’, yes I did love the attention at the start, but when you see them slowly slide down the alcoholic slope it just gets embarrassing for them and me.  They were lovely to speak to at the beginning of the night, but by the end they were just jibberish rubbish, one chucked her guts up in the plant and the others could hardly walk, boobs falling out of there tops, they were even commando!! (as they sat down they flashed the pink to everyone that could see)

All in all the night was ok, I am tired as you probably guessed, oh and another thing, the DJ was shit!!!

Bye for now, write again soon!

The night started off as normal, signed in, met the boys, got my radio, took my static position where I would remain for an hour or two and thats pretty much it.  Don’t get me wrong, there were a few lads misbehaving slightly, there was a group that were chanting football songs, something that I hate if i’m honest with you, nothing annoys me more than that as the majority of the time they are the ones that cause all the trouble.

There was a disagreement between two brothers, but I quickly resolved that without throwing them it, it was the start of my shift, the start of their night, I just got them to shake hands, give them a final warning and they went off happy.  And that is that!!! NOTHING HAPPENED AT THE VENUE!!

I did hear later on that there was a massive fight going on at the bottom of the road, a mix up of betweek 15-20 guys all at eachothers throats and laying in to eachother, something that the police were very slow to pick up on! More Doorman than police descended on the location.

It’s a shame to say that nothing happened, I know that people want to know about gore and beatings, people misbehaving and having to be thrown out, but this is one of the rare occassions that everyone behaved themselves, even the ones that had to be removed left on their own accord and said thank you as they left.

Anyway, it is gone 03:00 in the morning and I’m tired, again, another night tonight – see what it brings.

Good night!

I did dissapear for a bit to get some food, it is now 03:00 and still awake and getting cold! I managed to get away early for the night, I was due to stay on a little later than normal as one of the other doormen had get away early for something, but in the end he didn’t bother – so good for me!!

The night started as any normal night, I not long finished working from my day job and went home first to get my stuff together and make my way in to town.  I arrived at my location at about 20:30 and was sussing out the groups of people that were making there way through town, it’s about this time that you can see what sort of night you’re going to have, also it’s freshers week this week which only means there are going to a be a few idiots out that will try to stand up to opposition.

I made my way inside the venue and was a little shocked but not that suprised that it was busy and a lot of people were already drunk.  I started walking around through the dancefloor, moving in and out to see what kind of ‘riff raff’ were already there.  Don’t get me wrong, we do get a lot of riff raff at the venue, but some of them are not all that bad – you tend to sort out the good from the bad pretty much straight away.

I got to be honest with you for most of the night I was stood around doing nothing, there were a few people that were escorted out for being too drunk, but nothing that was serious.  For me personally, the best part of the night was towards the end, there was this one guy that stood next to me – I find it funny but whenever I stand in static position it seems like the drunks (both men and women) find it necessary to come up and talk to me, tell me ‘you must love it in here what with all the girls over you’ (true sometimes yeah, but it can do your head too), but it’s always when someone is really, really pissed!

Anyway, this guy came and stood right next to me and I could tell instantly that he was going to go, he was stood quietly and wasn’t doing anything in particular, but I waited for him to drink some more before I’d ask him to go.  He turned to me and asked me ‘why is the floor sticky?’.  Now I had to pause for a second and remember that this guy is off his nut, what a stupid question to ask!! ‘The floor is sticky because of all the alcohol that’s been thrown over it’, a simple enough response – but then he repeated the question to me about 10 times! Twat!

Eventually I asked him to leave, bearing in mind this guy is twice the size of me and off his trolley, I made sure that  I had suitable back up from my boys, who were all watching closely anyway.  He just stood there and gazed at me with these weird, goldfish like eyes, kind of freaked me out!  He started asking me why he was being asked to leave (as they all do), I just simply said you’re too drunk.  He wasn’t happy at all, I was walking my body in to him as if to motion him to move, he did start moving but was saying I was rude to him and I should piss off.  I managed to get him by the exit of the venue and told him to move out, he still had his drink in his hand and he was taking the piss by drinking it slowly just to bide his time.  I got a bit snappy at him and told him to drink it up or it’s going on the floor.  He again just looked at me with those freaky eyes, then gulped the whole thing down to my relief!

Eventually, again, I got him outside and left him there for the front doorman to deal with, obviously they weren’t happy, I found out he had stayed there for another 20 minutes or so after arguing his case! lol!  So there wasn’t really much trouble at all, just the usual escorting drunks out, no fights, however – I did here on the radio that there was a massive brawl going on further down the road and that a fleet of copper units were making there way to the location.

Anyway it is now 03:20, I am tired and this is my account of the night – nothing special, but keeping up this blog!

Peace out, take care.