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lots of time during the day to train
at night you can flex your muscles, maybe get into a few fights
girls throwing numbers at you trying to get in
a lot of bodybuilders have done very well in this line of work.
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I was a cooler for many years, I was nice, until it was time to not be nice.
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poverty job
better sell weed
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lots of time during the day to train
at night you can flex your muscles, maybe get into a few fights
girls throwing numbers at you trying to get in
a lot of bodybuilders have done very well in this line of work.
Its all fun and games until the fat guy in the hawaiian shirt shows up.
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Been there done that.
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You can definitely make some good coin, all depends on the venue, if you are a door guy at a top club in a major city (Vegas, Chicago, Miami, NewYork, LA) sky is the limit, some of the door guys at the clubs I worked at could pull more than a G' a night, gotta grease the door guy bypass the line, not to mention if you are rolling with no girls, you won't get in unless you grease the door guy. Some of the bouncers I knew would kick out drunk dudes and roll them in the alley, steal their money.. and you'll definitely get a good share of woman too.
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No
Worked in various clubs and even did a few rounds working in strip Clubs
Not what you think, good coin, you're a night owl, your off normal people's schedule which seems cool cause all you GBers watch movies all day and the dude that depends on no one is always the badass fact is, your heavily dependent upon others in real life
Some of the biggest dudes I knew where bouncers - one was hit by a F150 breaking up a fight in a parking lot , detached his quadriceps from femur , dude never walked right again, he was doing nationals getting swole every year - sold his car and drove around a pos just to buy more shit and not do ghey shit too
I was stabbed real bad , but most guys end up with a shoulder or bicep tear dude to the jerkiness of moving fat fucks , slipping on shit, falling, sucker punches , douchebags , EVERYONE is drunk at 2am and you just want to leave and blaze
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1 Bouncer isn't a career.
2 gay clubs pay better and pay on time... And the patrons behave better usually
3 strippers love drama... And are generally drug addicts (meth coke crack etc...) Working private security for dancers doing parties pays ok. Helps if you're larger and can intimidate people. Wear sunglasses & black batting gloves and carry a collapsible batton. After a while you can book parties for the girls. Guys pay you and you pay the girl.
4 know the law. Don't catch an assault/mayhem charge...or pimping charge. Never do it high or drunk.
5 you're gonna get punched in the mouth and eyes. You're gonna hurt your back and shoulders. Spend some time in a judo or wrestling class or something to learn how to move/control people and learn how to use your bodyweight and leverage.
6 being around strippers will get you desensitized towards naked pretty girls.
7 not a great thing usually when civilian girls find out you work at a strip club (or you spend a lot of time with strippers driving them to parties). They'll think you're fucking them.
8 don't fuck the strippers. Sombody will get jealous and cause trouble
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Here's a little unknown secret. The big money is made operating the back door (no homo). Too many eyes watching out front. The club manager sees you getting greased and they'll want a cut. What we would do is my buddy working at the front would agree on a price to get in. For big events that are $100, we'd charge $50. But for sold out events with no ticket sales at the event we'd charge double to triple. He'd then send them around back telling them loudly that they can't get in without a ticket. They'd come around back and give me the money and I'd let them in. We would make serious bank. Some big sold out events we'd make low 5 figures. We're talking about major parties, world class DJ's and a lot of people. Did this for about 1 year until we eventually got caught. The homo event organizer came around back to get a blow job from a dude and saw me letting people in. I just quit or was really fired but didn't give a fuck.
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Its all fun and games until the fat guy in the hawaiian shirt shows up.
(http://www.wolfgnards.com/media/blogs/photos/celebrities/john-candy-hawaiian-shirt.jpg)
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Yes they have full medical/dental benefits and an excellent pension plan. Great 'career' choice.
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Its all fun and games until the fat guy in the hawaiian shirt shows up.
Christ that dude is a beast
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Did it for years when I was younger and pretty much training full time. Turned into bodyguard work for Richard Blade when he was a DJ on KROQ and then Ronnie James Dio (Dio) and then Stryper. Ended when I was working in a Chinese, Vietnamese and Korean night club (was there for 5 years) when one of my best friends, a then Marshall, was shot and killed right in front of me by an Asian gang member, he took three with one missing my head by a couple of inches.
Google Henry Wong murder + Savoy Night Club
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Did it for years when I was younger and pretty much training full time. Turned into bodyguard work for Richard Blade when he was a DJ on KROQ and then Ronnie James Dio (Dio) and then Stryper. Ended when I was working in a Chinese, Vietnamese and Korean night club (was there for 5 years) when one of my best friends, a then Marshall, was shot and killed right in front of me by an Asian gang member, he took three with one missing my head by a couple of inches.
Google Henry Wong murder + Savoy Night Club
Who knew being short would save your life
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Its all fun and games until the fat guy in the hawaiian shirt shows up.
Holy shit, those bouncers got the fight they were looking for.
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Who knew being short would save your life
He was shorter than me
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Its all fun and games until the fat guy in the hawaiian shirt shows up.
was that Squadfather?
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Did it for years when I was younger and pretty much training full time. Turned into bodyguard work for Richard Blade when he was a DJ on KROQ and then Ronnie James Dio (Dio) and then Stryper. Ended when I was working in a Chinese, Vietnamese and Korean night club (was there for 5 years) when one of my best friends, a then Marshall, was shot and killed right in front of me by an Asian gang member, he took three with one missing my head by a couple of inches.
Google Henry Wong murder + Savoy Night Club
Was in a shootout in koreatown at club called either VitaminE or TechnoKlub (same club just changed names)... AZB opened up on some oth49er guys. Put girl nxt to me up against the wall and covered her up. Thought for sure I was gonna take a slug to the back.
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Its all fun and games until the fat guy in the hawaiian shirt shows up.
love that dude
thats my second favorite fighter after 8 ball jacket guy :D
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I did it from age 20. Was a amateur boxer. Was to small then took up bodybuilding. Never looked back i loved it. Eat train sleep then work pubs nightclubs. Worked with some real tough fuckers in the day early 90s. These days most are pussies and look like shit and have no balls. Guess its the times.
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Yes they have full medical/dental benefits and an excellent pension plan. Great 'career' choice.
;D
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I've been asked many times over the years, but I'm not tall enough....I'm 5'11" on a good day.
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'Career' hmmm... interesting angle, never thought of it like that
I did the standard (or so I thought) albeit compressed lifestyle in my twenties - I have a feeling some of this will chime with some of you:
discovered the weights in my late teens
hit the gear in my mid 20s (so that was the mid '90s - BB primetime)
left my proper job (smh)
opened a gym (only lasted 2 years but man it was fun being bad boy central for those 2 summers LOL)
sold 'supplements' *cough*
bounced
even stripped a few times (oh brother)
In search of the easy money we didn't work pubs but did a couple of casino gigs for those 2 years. Until one night what felt like 20 asian fellas stormed the door with machetes, etc. looking for someone. Despite them all being 5ft or under and us being the 6ft+ club, there was no way we were stopping them for £40/hr. Muscles only go so far Haha :D
Sacked on the spot LOL. End of 'career'
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Its all fun and games until the fat guy in the hawaiian shirt shows up.
Huge back on the fat massive guy.
He ain't takin no prisoners.
Great video.
Was he part of this hebrew crew?
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Huge back on the fat massive guy.
He ain't takin no prisoners.
Great video.
Was he part of this hebrew crew?
dont know, kinda weird, one huge white guy with a bunch of blacks and when they stop him from kicking someone whos down he immediately stop
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'Career' hmmm... interesting angle, never thought of it like that
I did the standard (or so I thought) albeit compressed lifestyle in my twenties - I have a feeling some of this will chime with some of you:
discovered the weights in my late teens
hit the gear in my mid 20s (so that was the mid '90s - BB primetime)
left my proper job (smh)
opened a gym (only lasted 2 years but man it was fun being bad boy central for those 2 summers LOL)
sold 'supplements' *cough*
bounced
even stripped a few times (oh brother)
In search of the easy money we didn't work pubs but did a couple of casino gigs for those 2 years. Until one night what felt like 20 asian fellas stormed the door with machetes, etc. looking for someone. Despite them all being 5ft or under and us being the 6ft+ club, there was no way we were stopping them for £40/hr. Muscles only go so far Haha :D
Sacked on the spot LOL. End of 'career'
Taffin this post is begging for more info
What kind of job did you leave?
Why did the gym close down after only two years?
Why was it badboy central?
Did you continue selling "sups"?
Did you or did you not wear Gorilla wear outfits?
Do you or dont you have video of the stripping gigs? ( if so you know what to do).
What dit the the asians do when they entred the casino?
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Was in a shootout in koreatown at club called either VitaminE or TechnoKlub (same club just changed names)... AZB opened up on some oth49er guys. Put girl nxt to me up against the wall and covered her up. Thought for sure I was gonna take a slug to the back.
Probably was a shootout over the parking situation...
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Taffin this post is begging for more info
What kind of job did you leave?
Why did the gym close down after only two years?
Why was it badboy central?
Did you continue selling "sups"?
Did you or did you not wear Gorilla wear outfits?
Do you or dont you have video of the stripping gigs? ( if so you know what to do).
What dit the the asians do when they entred the casino?
LOL
2X
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Yes, I was a bouncer in a gay bar, they called me "the flame thrower". ::)
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why do so many bodybuilders think they're badasses because they're bodybuilders and get jobs on doors. Hilarious. Fucjing bloated clowns someone like a Gracie would rip apart every bouncer in Vegas in one night
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Probably was a shootout over the parking situation...
Lol nope. Gang stuff
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Was in a shootout in koreatown at club called either VitaminE or TechnoKlub (same club just changed names)... AZB opened up on some oth49er guys. Put girl nxt to me up against the wall and covered her up. Thought for sure I was gonna take a slug to the back.
Closest I've ever been to getting caught selling was in that same club about 6months later. (New owners)
Had a hollowed out pager with about 40bags of ketamine. Little Cambodian gangster kid kept walking around asking "E? Yu whant da E?"... I thought he was asking for E so I kept saying "no. I got k". Kid walked by and asked about 4x and finally a big fat black bouncer came and got me. I thought he wanted me to put on my shirt. Took me to the front, hands on the wall, feet spread and patted me down. Emptied pockets (and took the pager out.. I bout shit a brick) insoles outta my shoes etc. Told me I can't sell here. Found nothing and said u can go back inside. Went back in for about 5mins then I bounced. Lol. Never went back.
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Yes, I was a bouncer in a gay bar, they called me "the flame thrower". ::)
;D ;D ;D
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Taffin this post is begging for more info
LOL
2X
OK, you two want a long-winded old fart ramble down memory lane, you got one... try not to fall asleep..
What kind of job did you leave?
Technical Field Salesman - semiconductors - mostly mil-spec stuff to space industry and avionics. Before that I was what was known as a 'Vetronics' engineer for company that produced armoured vehicles of various types, hence the career path...
Why did the gym close down after only two years?
I negotiated a low rent with the building landlord (he needed the deal), but in the UK the local councils at the time calculated their local business rates on the assessed commercial rental value of a building, regardless of what I was actually paying. After a protracted argument (which I lost of course) this lead to a situation where I was paying far much more to them each month than to the landlord and equipment lease combined, which was simply ££ unsustainable in the end.
Why was it badboy central?
C'mon dude!? Ever been to a gym during the daytime? Back then in the UK, 24hr gyms weren't as prevalent as they are now, so my 10am to 10pm opening times were pretty standard. The 5pm onwards crowd were your everyday treadmillers, but during the day you got bouncers, drug dealers, etc. One guy even made p0rn films to order - my best customer too as he liked to book the whole place for himself now and again, if you catch my drift. Since they had no real jobs to go to, and I had a nice lounge/reception area, it was used for a lot of interesting conversations...
Did you continue selling "sups"?
Nope - the day I closed the gym I turned my back on the whole thing. Didn't pick up a weight for 10 years either - totally twinked out...
Did you or did you not wear Gorilla wear outfits?
Sort of - I wore stupid pants / trap-slash tops, etc. but they were mostly from a UK company called BodyMaster
(http://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/db/1f/53db1fa21ae17e8649aca90a62561dc6.jpg)
Do you or dont you have video of the stripping gigs? ( if so you know what to do)
I've got just the one somewhere on a dusty old VHS-C cassette that time has left behind, thank Jeebers!
What dit the the asians do when they entred the casino?
Waved a lot of metal around above their heads. Since they were lower than us (and I am not being racial here, just factual) this meant it felt like the sh1t was dangerously close to our faces. Three cars screamed up to the door and everyone except the drivers ran into the place - through all the poker side rooms looking for someone they didn't find - then ran back out and screamed off. Couple of minutes, tops.
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why do so many bodybuilders think they're badasses because they're bodybuilders and get jobs on doors. Hilarious. Fucjing bloated clowns someone like a Gracie would rip apart every bouncer in Vegas in one night
The reality is nobody respects manlets if you are a short little man it does not matter how bad of a fighter you are nobody is going to give you respect and you are going to be fighting all night at the door to prove yourself which will lead to problems for the club, when you put a big intimidating looking guy at the door he gets respect from the average person and most people wont try anything.
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lol. Bouncer as a career?
Hahahaha.
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OK, you two want a long-winded old fart ramble down memory lane, you got one... try not to fall asleep..
What kind of job did you leave?
Technical Field Salesman - semiconductors - mostly mil-spec stuff to space industry and avionics. Before that I was what was known as a 'Vetronics' engineer for company that produced armoured vehicles of various types, hence the career path...
Why did the gym close down after only two years?
I negotiated a low rent with the building landlord (he needed the deal), but in the UK the local councils at the time calculated their local business rates on the assessed commercial rental value of a building, regardless of what I was actually paying. After a protracted argument (which I lost of course) this lead to a situation where I was paying far much more to them each month than to the landlord and equipment lease combined, which was simply ££ unsustainable in the end.
Why was it badboy central?
C'mon dude!? Ever been to a gym during the daytime? Back then in the UK, 24hr gyms weren't as prevalent as they are now, so my 10am to 10pm opening times were pretty standard. The 5pm onwards crowd were your everyday treadmillers, but during the day you got bouncers, drug dealers, etc. One guy even made p0rn films to order - my best customer too as he liked to book the whole place for himself now and again, if you catch my drift. Since they had no real jobs to go to, and I had a nice lounge/reception area, it was used for a lot of interesting conversations...
Did you continue selling "sups"?
Nope - the day I closed the gym I turned my back on the whole thing. Didn't pick up a weight for 10 years either - totally twinked out...
Did you or did you not wear Gorilla wear outfits?
Sort of - I wore stupid pants / trap-slash tops, etc. but they were mostly from a UK company called BodyMaster
(http://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/db/1f/53db1fa21ae17e8649aca90a62561dc6.jpg)
Do you or dont you have video of the stripping gigs? ( if so you know what to do)
I've got just the one somewhere on a dusty old VHS-C cassette that time has left behind, thank Jeebers!
What dit the the asians do when they entred the casino?
Waved a lot of metal around above their heads. Since they were lower than us (and I am not being racial here, just factual) this meant it felt like the sh1t was dangerously close to our faces. Three cars screamed up to the door and everyone except the drivers ran into the place - through all the poker side rooms looking for someone they didn't find - then ran back out and screamed off. Couple of minutes, tops.
Yo Taffin, great reply lol! Much needed details delivered!
Digitalise those VHS's as soon as possible and post your performance here!( no homo ofcourse)
Technical sales? Did you go back to that profession? Where I am from you can make absolute BANK as a tech salesrep.
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OK, you two want a long-winded old fart ramble down memory lane, you got one... try not to fall asleep..
What kind of job did you leave?
Technical Field Salesman - semiconductors - mostly mil-spec stuff to space industry and avionics. Before that I was what was known as a 'Vetronics' engineer for company that produced armoured vehicles of various types, hence the career path...
Why did the gym close down after only two years?
I negotiated a low rent with the building landlord (he needed the deal), but in the UK the local councils at the time calculated their local business rates on the assessed commercial rental value of a building, regardless of what I was actually paying. After a protracted argument (which I lost of course) this lead to a situation where I was paying far much more to them each month than to the landlord and equipment lease combined, which was simply ££ unsustainable in the end.
Why was it badboy central?
C'mon dude!? Ever been to a gym during the daytime? Back then in the UK, 24hr gyms weren't as prevalent as they are now, so my 10am to 10pm opening times were pretty standard. The 5pm onwards crowd were your everyday treadmillers, but during the day you got bouncers, drug dealers, etc. One guy even made p0rn films to order - my best customer too as he liked to book the whole place for himself now and again, if you catch my drift. Since they had no real jobs to go to, and I had a nice lounge/reception area, it was used for a lot of interesting conversations...
Did you continue selling "sups"?
Nope - the day I closed the gym I turned my back on the whole thing. Didn't pick up a weight for 10 years either - totally twinked out...
Did you or did you not wear Gorilla wear outfits?
Sort of - I wore stupid pants / trap-slash tops, etc. but they were mostly from a UK company called BodyMaster
(http://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/db/1f/53db1fa21ae17e8649aca90a62561dc6.jpg)
Do you or dont you have video of the stripping gigs? ( if so you know what to do)
I've got just the one somewhere on a dusty old VHS-C cassette that time has left behind, thank Jeebers!
What dit the the asians do when they entred the casino?
Waved a lot of metal around above their heads. Since they were lower than us (and I am not being racial here, just factual) this meant it felt like the sh1t was dangerously close to our faces. Three cars screamed up to the door and everyone except the drivers ran into the place - through all the poker side rooms looking for someone they didn't find - then ran back out and screamed off. Couple of minutes, tops.
Lots of great insights Taffin ;D
Did you participate in the p0rn production?
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get Wes to chime in on this thread. He threw everyone out of stripper bars back in the stone age
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The reality is nobody respects manlets if you are a short little man it does not matter how bad of a fighter you are nobody is going to give you respect and you are going to be fighting all night at the door to prove yourself which will lead to problems for the club, when you put a big intimidating looking guy at the door he gets respect from the average person and most people wont try anything.
That was the view of the club owner I worked for.
I worked as a doorman/ID checker and did some bouncing at the Flaming Mug rock n roll club in the mid 80's.
At 5'10" , I was the shortest guy on the bar security staff.
In all modesty, I was the smartest however and mostly worked checking ID's
The owner wanted rowdy guys out with minimal hassle or disruption.
The main bouncer was a huge 6"4" 300+ lb former D-1 Off tackle named Chip.
Chip was a real athlete and we played tennis a lot. Must have looked odd, but we did.
Chip tossed this older biker dude once and he started a scene in the parking lot.
The biker dude appeared to have a gun under her leather vest. I saw a wood grain handle in his grip.
He kept taunting Chip and I did my best to end the scene by saying;
"We don't want to mess with you . Just leave now , no cops, no problems, ok?"
He shrugged his shoulders, got on his bike and rode off. I suspect he didn't want to deal with the cops and may have had a police record.
The wildest night during a Molly Hatchet concert. They had about 8 bouncers working along with me at the door on ID's.
The security staff wore bright orange t-shirts with a beer mug and Flaming Mug in script on 'em.
During the course of that evening we tossed at least 20 guys between 10-12:30 .
Most of those tossed were trying to grab a waitress. Typical dumb ass crap like that.
One drunken asshole hit Chip with a heavy glass pitcher.
That only pissed him off, so we threw the guy in the trash dumpster behind the club.
After that, the club bouncers nickname was the Flaming Muggers.
Working that job was kinda fun and exciting mixed in with several hours of boredom.
Despite what some believe, most piss drunk dudes can't fight worth a shit in that condition.
I'm no bad ass, but, drunks have lousy balance and telegraph every punch.
Yup, this was also during my time on roid cycles and seemed to help.
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That was the view of the club owner I worked for.
I worked as a doorman/ID checker and did some bouncing at the Flaming Mug rock n roll club in the mid 80's.
At 5'10" , I was the shortest guy on the bar security staff.
In all modesty, I was the smartest however and mostly worked checking ID's
The owner wanted rowdy guys out with minimal hassle or disruption.
The main bouncer was a huge 6"4" 300+ lb former D-1 Off tackle named Chip.
Chip was a real athlete and we played tennis a lot. Must have looked odd, but we did.
Chip tossed this older biker dude once and he started a scene in the parking lot.
The biker dude appeared to have a gun under her leather vest. I saw a wood grain handle in his grip.
He kept taunting Chip and I did my best to end the scene by saying;
"We don't want to mess with you . Just leave now , no cops, no problems, ok?"
He shrugged his shoulders, got on his bike and rode off. I suspect he didn't want to deal with the cops and may have had a police record.
The wildest night during a Molly Hatchet concert. They had about 8 bouncers working along with me at the door on ID's.
The security staff wore bright orange t-shirts with a beer mug and Flaming Mug in script on 'em.
During the course of that evening we tossed at least 20 guys between 10-12:30 .
Most of those tossed were trying to grab a waitress. Typical dumb ass crap like that.
One drunken asshole hit Chip with a heavy glass pitcher.
That only pissed him off, so we threw the guy in the trash dumpster behind the club.
After that, the club bouncers nickname was the Flaming Muggers.
Working that job was kinda fun and exciting mixed in with several hours of boredom.
Despite what some believe, most piss drunk dudes can't fight worth a shit in that condition.
I'm no bad ass, but, drunks have lousy balance and telegraph every punch.
Yup, this was also during my time on roid cycles and seemed to help.
Did you meet any of your 6 wifes working as a doorman?
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Bounced for a few nights in Salem mass at a place called bleachers,in those few nights I found out how much I hate people and how much they suck.Got in a couple fights and decided it was a pretty stupid job.now I'm more calm but still hate drunk people so prob would still hate it.
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Bounced for a few nights in Salem mass at a place called bleachers,in those few nights I found out how much I hate people and how much they suck.Got in a couple fights and decided it was a pretty stupid job.now I'm more calm but still hate drunk people so prob would still hate it.
You hate people huh? A skilled bouncers is good with handeling/talkin/interacting with people.
You obviously got sacked.
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Did you meet any of your 6 wifes working as a doorman?
Nope, no wives, just a bunch of no name cum receptacles :D
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You hate people huh? A skilled bouncers is good with handeling/talkin/interacting with people.
You obviously got sacked.
Yep. Verbal De-escalation is the biggest attribute to being a "bouncer"/security crew.
The bouncer who wants to fight everybody is the same as the drunk patron who wants to fight everybody.
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The reality is nobody respects manlets if you are a short little man it does not matter how bad of a fighter you are nobody is going to give you respect and you are going to be fighting all night at the door to prove yourself which will lead to problems for the club, when you put a big intimidating looking guy at the door he gets respect from the average person and most people wont try anything.
While I wouldn't want to disagree with you if we're talking about pub/club settings (where I hardly ever worked), I have to say that in my humble opinion a casino gig used to be a bit different...
I only worked at 2 places so I can't say if this is how the whole world works, but in both places we put the pretty boys *ahem* on the door - tall and muscular but no bent noses, if you know what I mean. This was to welcome people in so they felt like they were entering somewhere secure but not intimidating.
But once inside the place it was a different story - the 20" collar powerlifters walked the rooms and stood station. The idea being that we never got p1ssheads on the door - what happened is that people lost their shit once they were inside and began to lose money. So when they started getting loud a big man was there in their peripheral vision just in case.
And of course, this was before earpieces, etc. so if the front kicked off we hit the red-light button so the big guys could come and save us LOL!
Anyone else ever work casinos in the '90s? Recognise any of this?
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Yep. Verbal De-escalation is the biggest attribute to being a "bouncer"/security crew.
The bouncer who wants to fight everybody is the same as the drunk patron who wants to fight everybody.
This.
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I'm no bad ass, but, drunks have lousy balance and telegraph every punch.
Dude! Absolutely true but stop telling everyone!! ;)
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While I wouldn't want to disagree with you if we're talking about pub/club settings (where I hardly ever worked), I have to say that in my humble opinion a casino gig used to be a bit different...
I only worked at 2 places so I can't say if this is how the whole world works, but in both places we put the pretty boys *ahem* on the door - tall and muscular but no bent noses, if you know what I mean. This was to welcome people in so they felt like they were entering somewhere secure but not intimidating.
But once inside the place it was a different story - the 20" collar powerlifters walked the rooms and stood station. The idea being that we never got p1ssheads on the door - what happened is that people lost their shit once they were inside and began to lose money. So when they started getting loud a big man was there in their peripheral vision just in case.
And of course, this was before earpieces, etc. so if the front kicked off we hit the red-light button so the big guys could come and save us LOL!
Anyone else ever work casinos in the '90s? Recognise any of this?
Lol that's where I usually worked... Before my nose got crooked and I got scar tissue over my eyes. Still got complaints from.ppl saying I was "mean" looking even when I was in a good mood.
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Lol that's where I usually worked... Before my nose got crooked and I got scar tissue over my eyes. Still got complaints from.ppl saying I was "mean" looking even when I was in a good mood.
LOL me too - since then I've had my nose broken 4 times so now I can fold it flat to the right of my face Ha ha! Really threw people off when they smashed me and it just skimmed over my face.
(Jeez this was a lifetime ago....... I'm so grown up now I can't recognise the old me....)
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LOL me too - since then I've had my nose broken 4 times so now I can fold it flat to the right of my face Ha ha! Really threw people off when they smashed me and it just skimmed over my face.
(Jeez this was a lifetime ago....... I'm so grown up now I can't recognise the old me....)
Mine is 3x.
Surfboard
Sledgehammer
Fist
Lol... Sits to the left now. Which is odd cuz I usually fought orthodox guys. Same with my right eye.. Way more scar tissue.
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Yep. Verbal De-escalation is the biggest attribute to being a "bouncer"/security crew.
The bouncer who wants to fight everybody is the same as the drunk patron who wants to fight everybody.
The first choice is deescalation but it's near impossible to reason with an aggressive drunk or mental guy. Had guys screaming cursing threats all the way out when I worked security. Had to watch my back walking to my car at the end of the night. One thing at some venues many don't realize the first line is unarmed guys but the security standing by watching the unarmed guys is packing heat.
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The first choice is deescalation but it's near impossible to reason with an aggressive drunk or mental guy. Had guys screaming cursing threats all the way out when I worked security. Had to watch my back walking to my car at the end of the night. One thing at some venues many don't realize the first line is unarmed guys but the security standing by watching the unarmed guys is packing heat.
In l.a. we had armed security walking us out to our cars. 6th & spring is a tricky place at 4am
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My skinny ass bounced in a strip bar for years eons ago.