Diary of a Bouncer – The tears of a deaf girl.

Welcome to the Diary of a Bouncer, as you may or may not know in the few times I had a run in with deaf at the various bars I worked at the situation came to no good.

I use to work at a bar called the Blue Iguana, it was a sports bar that had local bands, and DJ’s. In it’s hey day it drew a pretty good crowd. Well there was a group of deaf people that would come in from time to time, and amongst them was a pretty good looking deaf girl who we will call Tara. Tara was pretty hot, and she could read lips, and talk somewhat. For the most part everyone in this group was well behaved.

Well late one night we were kinda busy, and I was at my post at the front door which was near one of the womens washrooms. A girl came out and said, “Excuse me but I think people are having sex in the womens bathroom”

Now this got to me, how dare they defile my place of business, like animals they couldn’t take it to a car, or motel, or fricking behind the dumpster. But most importantly I was pissed cause they made me do work.

So I knock on the door, no answer, I knock one more time and say I am coming in. I go in, and sure as shit two pair of feet in one stall.

*BOOM* I kick the stall door down, and there is Tara sucking a guys dick, one of the deaf guys. I tell the dude to zip the fuck up, and for them to both get the fuck out. As I am escorting them out. Tara is apologizing, and what not begging me to allow them to say. Now I’m pissed, and I just want them out. I look at her, and say, “Get the fuck out, you deaf whore.” That’s when the water works come, she’s sobbing, and she’s screaming she’s not a deaf whore.  She kept trying to explain to me she wasn’t a whore, and I just opened the door for her, and in a cold tone replied “Bye.”

I never saw her again…I wonder why?

 

Diary of a Bouncer: My first run in with the deaf

Well I am going to start a new feature, called Diary of a Bouncer. This is where I tell you all the crazy goings on during my time working as a bouncer.

I worked as a bouncer/doorman/security, whatever you like to call them, for roughly 14 years of my life. I worked all over the Illinois area from Dance clubs, to little holes in the walls over those 14 years, and it seems I have acquired a few stories about the interesting characters that I have met.

There are a few moments in my Bouncer career that I am not too proud of. this is one of them.

Early in my bouncing, I used to work at a Dance Club called Xtremz back in the day, and once in awhile there would be handicapped people come through there. Tonight there was a group of deaf people that was partying there.  The problem with deaf people they look normal, so you really don’t quite know…until it’s too late.

I was called over by a customer this night, he told me that this blond haired guy was bothering his girlfriend, and if we the bouncers didn’t do anything, then he would.

So me and a bouncer friend went to the blond haired guy, and explained to him what was going on. He didn’t make any moves, or even sign to us anything. Then right in front of us he grabbed a girls ass. We grabbed him about to escort him out, when he started fighting us. That’s when I got pissed and lost my cool. I told my partner to open the back door. He opened it, I tossed blondie out the door, then *BOOM*, I told my partner to close the door. My partner said, “ I think they moved the dumpster in front of the back door.” Meanwhile another bouncer came up to me saying, “ I think that guy was deaf, and you tossed him head first right into a dumpster.”  “Whelp” I replied,” He might be able to hear now.”

Do I feel bad? Sure. Could I have handled it differently? Sure. Was I young and inexperienced? Yes. Does having a handicap give you license to act like an asshole, or give you priviledge to be a jerk? No it doesn’t

But thats not my first run in with the deaf…next installment of Diary, how I made a deaf girl cry.

 

Have you tried turning it off, and on again.

I want to share with you one cool show about what’s it like to be I.T., thats information technology for you that been walking with torches around your dungeon. It’s called The I.T. Crowd

It’s an english show, alas we can’t get the DVD’s here yet, the sad thing is we took it like the office, and americanized. Hopefully they didn’t fuck it up. Here’s a couple clips of the show for your viewing enjoyment.

Typical day in I.T.

Here the I.T. guys get a female visitor…

All girls want our bastards….

“You can act like a man” – Mr. Brando as Vito Coreleone in the Godfather.

So buddy your going to get your nails done, your hair styled, or maybe your chest waxed? 10 years ago you would of been laughed at, or you were going to a swim meet. Now this goes for heterosexual males this post, because really homosexual males are blessedly free from the burden of trying to figure out the female of the species in a romantic way. Though trying to figure them out in any way is a chore for any male homosexual, heterosexual, or eunach. Now this post is a sweeping generalization, and indictment of our society, I apologize in advance. Where are we going as the male of the species? A good friend of mine Nora who posts at Shoulda Woulda Coulda had this to say.

http://readswc.wordpress.com/2008/04/03/the-sexual-revolution-was-a-huge-mistake/

I’m not pointing fingers, but she’s right women our confused, but in their confusion we have allowed ourselves to be confused thus compounding the situation. The only ones to blame men is us. We allowed the women to drive us to such ends. Women are the gatekeepers of sex in society, we men just allow ourselves to be deluded by these fair creatures. When women don’t know what they want, how the hell is it we know what they want so we can do that which they want. I think there was a song a few years ago about a woman complaining “Where have all the cowboys gone?” Hate to say it, but I think their at the nail salons getting manicures, and pedicures.  

Society has progressed so fast, that human nature is not keeping up.  Harry the Caveman was a hunter. Sara the Cavewoman wanted food, He got food, Sara wanted a dry place to sleep, Harry killed a bear and took his cave. All very simple. In this day and age though Sara doesn’t know what she wants. We treat you like a woman, you say were sexist. We treat you like a man, you cry because were not sensitive enough. We treat you like an equal, your indifferent to us.

So once we get past the fact that women are confused, and don’t know what they want. We let them change us. In an effort to appease them we change, no longer the cowboy, but a wussy boy. They even made us into a sub-species of male they call the meterosexual, a male peacock who trys to preen himself for the female of the species. 

How do we solve this problem? We become the men we should be, but within reason. Being a man doesn’t give us right to be an asshole. Being a man isn’t about domineering women, it’s about knowing what one wants out of life, and not compromising. It’s not about being the best dressed, it’s about having your own sense of style, and not caring what anybody else thinks. It’s not about being unfeeling, it’s about having the emotional fortitude to know when it’s ok to cry, and know when it’s time to be strong, and to be a pillar of rock for those you love. It’s not about being tough guy, it’s about protecting those that need protection.   

As a side note if your a man, and you are or have ever beaten, molested or raped a woman you my friend are lower then scum, and are no man. You are a coward, and I firmly believe as a coward one day you will get yours. That’s all I’ll say on this topic.

Want a crash course on being a man.

Go and Buy these movies cause they are your new manuals. –  Godfather I & II, The Good , Bad, and the Ugly,  Vikings with Kirk Douglas, Enemy Below with Robert Mitchum, and Patton with George C. Scott. Start with those I’ll give you more later.

Things in these movies bring out what it means to be a man, and the man one should strive to be.

Like in the Godfather, when Vito slaps the crying Johnny saying “You can act like a man”, or when Vito says ” A man who doesn’t spend time with his family, isn’t a man”

To me the essence of being a man is in the movie The Vikings, Ragnar the leader of the Vikings is imprisoned, and they want to throw him to the wolfs, but in Viking culture you can’t get to Valhalla (Their Heaven) unless you die with your sword in your hand. So he begs for his sword. A then young Tony Curtis gives Ragnar his sword played by Ernest Borgnine. Ragnar takes the sword, jumps a little at his enemies, then wide eyed, smiles at Tony, the leaps into the pack of starving wolves screaming “ODIN!!!!”

That is the essence of man, fearless, brave, uncowardly, and unrelenting

How to fix this I am a firm believer if we have a problem we should have a solution to try to fix the problem. Part of this problem is women raise most of our children. Fathers do not take an active role in the raising of their children. Most male children do not have a positive male role model in their life. Luckily I did my father, and uncles. Men who taught me what it means to be a man. I think the absence and downfall of alot of all-male institutions is part of this problem as well. The strip club is the last bastion where a man can be a man, and that’s not really a good thing. Men also need to start thinking with the big head and a lot less with the small head.  It’s nice to get laid, but for every action there is a consequence.  Another thing is women need to educate themselves and not fall victim to all the mass media. They have more power in society they also have more responsibility, in other words make up your mind on what you want in life.

Last but not least men, just be men. Women will either love you or hate you, but at least you lived your life like the great Frank Sinatra did his way.