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Sadly, I noticed a few guys wearing capri's around here about 2 weeks ago, so this phenomenon is not one exclusive to NYC.
I'm a door guy / doorman / greeter / bouncer (whichever you prefer) working in a popular bar in Athens, Georgia. I also bartend on occasion. I relay my stories, feelings, thoughts and complaints about the bar business and other related subjects. Contact me at athensdoorguy[at]hotmail[dot]com.
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Going over some of my old entries, I know on here I sound like a dick who is slightly unhinged and likes picking on people. That's only halfway true.
"Sorry dude, you're out of dress code. You can't come in," I said to the wannabee thug last night. "Your clothes are too baggy."
There's a guy who is part of the management team at the place I work at who I really respect. He hasn't been around the "downtown scene" as long as I have (almost though) but he started as a door guy. Let's call him Bill. Bill started working in the bar business at a very young age, and is a door guy through and through. He sort of fell into management by accident. He drinks way too much, doesn't agree with everything management does, loudly proclaims that, often times publicly sides with the door guys on issues, and is the first motherfucker to jump into a fight.
There's a running theme with those of us who have worked downtown for any real length of time:
A much better crowd was around downtown last night than was the night before. No death threats or threats to return back with their "boys" to give me my well-deserved beat down. I always consider that a plus for the night.
I was called racist last night. I'm called racist a lot. I'm not racist, believe it or not. Sometimes white people call me racist, but they're always with black people. Maybe they're trying to show me how "real" they are to their friends, and how they're down to stick up for their minority friends rights or something. When blacks and whites come up to the door and I reject the black people, the white friend has to jump the gun and call me racist.
With so many nights of standing at the door, checking ID's and interacting with inebriated college kids for whom common sense went out the window 5 drinks ago, and especially with graduation on this Saturday meaning every college grad AND his parents will be out drunk this weekend, I present to you a basic outline of acceptable and not acceptable behavior for going out drinking in downtown Athens, Georgia.
Recently we had a night that ended in a floor staff meeting. These are never fun nights. Usually someone is pissed about something and wants to communicate their thoughts to the rest of the floor staff and/or management in hopes that the offending problem is corrected by those involved. However, these meetings are usually called at around 2:45am and we don't get a chance to sit down until around closer to 4am. This means that we'll have plenty of time to finish up working at the bar and talk shit with the other door guys and get even more angry about the situation at hand for over an hour. Guys will grab beers and drinks during this time, getting drunk, only making the situation even worse.
Paris Hilton is getting exactly what she deserves. Let's give clubs and club employees across the nation a break from her snobby, self-indulging ways for a little while.