Man, i used to love door work, I was one of the lucky bouncers who could talk my way out of anything!!!
I remembert his one club we were doing , it had a pretty bad problem and the time and me and a friend were brought in to be a bit of extra help around the place while it was going through a bad patch.....anyway, this one night a guy shows up HAMMERED, he was all over the shop. I stopped him at the door and told him he was just too drunk, that if I let him in i would be worried about him all night, so I couldn't do it. Said "Buddy, go home, come back tomorrow a bit less drunk and in you go."
So this guy wobbles off and i think no more about it, seemed like a nice dude. About an hour later my mate doing the door with me jumps about three feet in the air and points behind me, I turn around and there is this dude wobbling down the road holding a fucking SWORD. Well, i just want to lock up the door and let him fuck off, but there was people walking up and down past the club, and i didn't want to leave some unsuspecting bastard to run into this dude, so I stayed where I was, I was in the middle of the doors, my mate was stopping people from going out so that was okay.
Being in the middle of the two doors meant the guy couldn't swing the sword, he'd had to jab or charge, and i could either just duck back or slam the door on him. He was also completely wasted so i reckoned his co-ord was off, granted i was taking a huge risk.
Anywho, this dude wobbles up to the door and say " You'd better let me in man, or i'll fuck you up" , took a while to figure out what he was on about.
I said "Man, i can't let you in with that sword, i'll get fired!"
Drunk dude "YOu better let me in or i'll fucking cut you."
Me "Man , i'm deadly serious, if i let you in I'm fired, if I get fired my girl will kill me. Then i'll get really pissed off and probably go out, and get hammered and do something stupid and end up in trouble even more.......I can;t do it."
At this point he mumbled something , but i have never been able to figure out what is was, so i repeated myself about the club having a pretty strict NO FUCKING SWORDS policy.
Anyway, all of a suddent he guy is like "Sorry........man........ .trouble and shit.......i'm a go home.............sorry"
and off he goes. Man , i must of talked my way out of a hundred weird situations on doors. Loved it though.
I always tried to be nice, talk first, try and make em laugh, let people see your only human and whatever agro they had will go no further than that night and i always found people would respond well.