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Life in the VIP
by dogfacedreap aka lvboyz
I have been a bouncer off and on for the last 8 years at all different types of bars, strip clubs and nightclubs. I have worked the door, dance floor ect. In the last year or so I have the head of security and own my own security contracting company so I have seen almost every bad, funny or stupid situation there is to be seen in the club environment. I am also a person with a good sense of humor and enjoy seeing people do dumb shit so working in a club is the perfect job for me, because people do some dumb shit in nightclubs.
The best place to see people do or say really dumb shit is in a VIP area as everyone in the VIP thinks they are someone important and everyone outside the VIP room thinks they are important enough to see all these important people. People will try anything to get into the VIP room here are some of my favorites in no particular order.
I am working the door into Balcony VIP a gorgeous blond comes up to me and says can I get up there. I say do you have a stamp. She says no but I got these and points to her titties. I laugh and say sorry I cant let you up. She replies by lifting her shirt and jiggling her tits and saying look at these titties and tell me I need a stamp. I look for a second and reply with yes honey you need a stamp and the left one is bigger than the right and the right nipple isn't centered. She was so pissed she didn't even respond and walked away.
One night I am working the area on the VIP area adjacent to the dance floor it is the hardest area to cover as it is only roped off so people assume hey I can get under the rope or jump over it so why cant I sit at the tables behind the rope.
Anyways i am watching this are when a local business owner who we will call TC opens the ropes and escorts his girl through then himself and sits down at one of the tables. I walk over and ask him if they have reservations for this table. He of course says no but he is TC and starts to dig for a business card. I say sir I am sorry but you cant sit here these tables are VIP and you have to reserve them. He looks at me and say do you know who I am. I say no sir but I would be happy to escort you to a VIP host and see if they have any open tables in this area tonight. He says I am TC I could buy this club if I wanted to. I say that is great but you cant sit here unless you have reservations. He once again states I am TC and I spend $10,000 dollars a weekend in clubs all over Vegas. I smile and say that is nice and we appreciate your business but you cannot sit here unless you have reservations.
Now TC is getting mad I can tell because his pink face has changed to bright red. He yells I am TC and I know the head of security and he said it was cool for me to sit here. I smile and say really you know Ricky. He says I sure do and you will be lucky to have a job after this little incident. I say Oh I 'm sorry let me go get Ricky and let him resolve this problem. I walk off and go get a coke and talk to my girlfriend and after about a half an hour I head back to see if TC is still there of course he is. TC is thoroughly pissed by now and he stomps over to me and gets in my face. Where is Ricky. Oh he is right behind me I say turning around after a good solid minute I turn around smiling. I don't see him TC says. Look up I say. Suddenly TC turns red. TC I would be happy to take you to a VIP host so you can be properly seated but in the future please follow call ahead to reserve your table so we can guarantee a nice table for an important customer like you as we wouldn't want someone with your credentials to get a shitty spot. TC never did talk to a VIP host that night and he left pretty early.
* Article by dogfacedreap aka lvboyz
* Back to Issue #6 Frontpage
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