I worked the door for years in a strip club..........lucky to still be here.
Every Sat. night a bike gang would come in and raise Hell.....the manager who was the owners brother only worked Saturdays and would send me over to tell those guys to calm down......they would look at me and basically ignore me......I hated him cuz they were just noisy not troublemakers, but I always had to go say something to them which they didn`t really appreciate.
One night as they left one of the gang says to me....."You got big balls for a little guy"....then he shook my hand......thought he was gonna sucker me but he was cool.
Been in lots of crowded bar brawls and got the shit kicked out of me a few times.....one good thing was I had a ton of friends that hung there for backup.
One time before work me and another bouncer,a small Philipino guy everyone called "Pineapple" did some pink Peruvian flake Cocaine with this guy.....we got zooted and went to work and got in a huge fight...........the next day I looked Like Donald Fucking Duck.......my face was a mess,but we won as Pineapple was a black belt in Tae Kwondo plus we had tons of friends in the bar.
I got hit so hard that I almost went through the cigarette machine.....if the machine wasn`t there,I would still be backpeddling....that guy hit me fucking hard!

Crazy times to say the least.