Had a good lark last night with a numpty who thought sleeping was ok....
Bit of background....for some reason i ended up being the only doorman inside the club patroling and keeping an eye on about 130 peeps while it took 4 to manage the door and pop there heads in one at a time every now and then......sods....absolutely pissing down outside......2 hen partys in having a laugh and one bloke who must hav been 60 - 65 having a good old bop on the dancefloor...
On with the story.....while patroling i spot a sleeper on the sofa in the corner.....so i go up and give him a shake and tell him he cant sleep in here.....he responds saying ok and what have you so i let him be and keep walking round..........next walk round he is at it again so give him a knock again and tell him to go home i give him a few minutes to gather himself and h seems to nod off again........but this time one of the hen partys had spotted him and were taking turns to pose for photos. I walked over and th hen party mention to me they bet im going to stop there fun now etc etc.....so i just told them i was wondering if they had lipsticked him or anything before they posed.....What a class idea they all said, and asked me not to toss him for another 5 minutes.
I stay in the vacinity and half the party dig into there handbags and pull out makeup kits and what have you......poor buggers having his face done...but that wasent good enough for the girls...they had to roll his trouser legs up nd pull his top up and draw o him as well. When they wre dn he was a right state ad had "homo" in scarlet lipstick on his forehead. They got a crap load of pictures and had half the place watching on.
I woke him and walked him out when they were done and the lad couldent work out why everyone was wetting themselves laughing at him, god knows what he will think when he wakes up in the morning and looks in a mirror etc.
Bit of background....for some reason i ended up being the only doorman inside the club patroling and keeping an eye on about 130 peeps while it took 4 to manage the door and pop there heads in one at a time every now and then......sods....absolutely pissing down outside......2 hen partys in having a laugh and one bloke who must hav been 60 - 65 having a good old bop on the dancefloor...
On with the story.....while patroling i spot a sleeper on the sofa in the corner.....so i go up and give him a shake and tell him he cant sleep in here.....he responds saying ok and what have you so i let him be and keep walking round..........next walk round he is at it again so give him a knock again and tell him to go home i give him a few minutes to gather himself and h seems to nod off again........but this time one of the hen partys had spotted him and were taking turns to pose for photos. I walked over and th hen party mention to me they bet im going to stop there fun now etc etc.....so i just told them i was wondering if they had lipsticked him or anything before they posed.....What a class idea they all said, and asked me not to toss him for another 5 minutes.
I stay in the vacinity and half the party dig into there handbags and pull out makeup kits and what have you......poor buggers having his face done...but that wasent good enough for the girls...they had to roll his trouser legs up nd pull his top up and draw o him as well. When they wre dn he was a right state ad had "homo" in scarlet lipstick on his forehead. They got a crap load of pictures and had half the place watching on.
I woke him and walked him out when they were done and the lad couldent work out why everyone was wetting themselves laughing at him, god knows what he will think when he wakes up in the morning and looks in a mirror etc.


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