After i left that particular METAL BAR i was on very good terms with the "customers" there where allways some junkie who could not handle his liquor so i usually just carried them away, so once they realized that they were outside the bar they wondered off.
OK, so after i left the "customers" thought that the new bouncer was of the same sort of guy as me, you know (don't start anything and there won't be anything)... Well he wasn't, he was this Ukrainian boxer who had a few screws loose from the "humane" Russian army.
So first night some easy going pot head comes in and thinks he can shoot the shit whit him like he was able to do with me. Long story short: "he opens his mouth, the word GORILLA comes out as does the right cross from that Ukrainian guy)... Ever since that first night the owners wanted me back and i said: "too little, too late."