When I moved to Galway for college I had no work lined up. On the first day of college we had a mature students meeting day. I got talking to a guy who was working for a security company, I asked him for his bosses' number. Before I rang him though I printed up a CV saying I had 3 years experience at a pub back home. I then rang a mate of mine from home and told him I was given his number as a reference, as the manager of this fake pub. One short interview later I was sorted. Started 2 days later, I was fucking shitting myself!Genuine Evil said:What do you think of the 2001 ps2 classic The Bouncer? ??......... oh wait it was shit
On a more serious note how did you get your first job
Yes!Palademon said:Have you ever kicked out a female zombie from a Welsh club?
Erm, There has been a few. A few years ago durning Race Week there was six doormen, inculding me working in a pub that was ment to hold 300 people, but there was closer to 800 in it, it had a massive beer garden, but still it was shocking! One of opur lads had tried to take a out a group of lads who turned out there was around 20 of them and they did not want to go! It was the closest I have ever come to being in a riot. Because it was so busy, people outside the group of 20 lads got involved. In the end we were able to drive them to the gate, but we were fighting them for around 20 minutes. I got a nice black eye out of it.newguy77 said:And bookmarked.
OT: What was the worst situation you ever had to deal with?
There are a few more but one other one is when I had to stop Olympic Boxer Francie Barrett (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francie_Barrett). I had to stop him because he is a Traveller and, in general they are bad news and not let into pubs. Nothing happend, but having that guy in my face was not fun.