Beer Pong Tuesday

Last Night was beer pong tuesday.
With the economy being so slow the manager decided to have no bouncers on a tuesday night so I decided to go out and see what the customers perspective of beer pong tuesdays was all about.

We get there and there were a few beer pong tables out. One was all empty as if they had saved it for me and my lovely(and extremely gorgeous) friend. We set up all the cups and started playing.

It was pretty even and I had sunk about 4 balls in when this older woman came over to us. She said oh are you playing ping pong. I said uhh its a bit like that and let her throw a couple times. She sunk one in so I had to drink. BUMMER right! So my friend and I continue to play and this lady starts like jinxing the table. She would knock on the table and I could not make it in. We finally finished the game and I ended up winning. I snuck one in before the old chick voodooed me haha.

But then she decided she was going to be a physic. She was trying to get our names right and after asking all these questions and holding our hands and all this weird shit she still couldn't get anything right so I said you know what lady. It was lovely talking with you but I came to hang out with my friend here and not you. After that I went home haha. But there is always a funny story to tell at that place. The best people watching ever.

Introduction to a Bar Bouncer

When I was a young teenager I would always look at bouncers of bars and nightclubs and think I wonder what that job would be like. There the boss. No matter who someone is they decide whether they can have a fun night of dancing and drinking at that establishment or not. But I always wondered what they see. What they have to deal with. And the stories they might have from being in a position where all the beautiful ladies come to them for protection.

I came from a background of extreme sports and managed to find myself living and visiting some of the most beautiful places in the world. Hawaii, Lake Tahoe, Zermatt Switzerland, Whistler- British Columbia and it had seemed as though my mind had grown in age faster than my body. At the young age of 22 I had seemed to have done more and seen more than most people in there 40s.

So the last place I was living was the beautiful North Shore of Oahu. I was doing surf photography and finish carpentry for money and making a killing at $50/hour with certain projects on the construction jobs. I managed to live the life out there for almost 3 years until the economy over there just shut down.

I found myself back in California but this time it was Southern California instead of Northern California where I grew up. I thought what can I do with the limited amount of contacts I have out here in Southern California. So I went on the job hunt. I knew a guy who I had been camping with and he said they may be looking for extra bouncers at this famous little dive bar in San Juan Capistrano. Flash backs of the interest I had as a little teen came to my mind, and I jumped at the opportunity. The money might not be what I was used to but the stories and contacts I would make would be worth it.

So here are my stories of being a bouncer. The fights, the women, the music, the drunks.

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