Moderation
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That's it.. I have decided to open a chain of Bars and Night Clubs simply called "Moderation". It could be a franchise opportunity for some CP members as well. Down here it is mandatory for all alcohol advertising to bare the slogan; "Drink in Moderation". So we will not ever have to advertise as all our competitors will be doing this for us. (Bacon flavoured Gin could be offered at the breakfast happy hour.)
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
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That's it.. I have decided to open a chain of Bars and Night Clubs simply called "Moderation". It could be a franchise opportunity for some CP members as well. Down here it is mandatory for all alcohol advertising to bare the slogan; "Drink in Moderation". So we will not ever have to advertise as all our competitors will be doing this for us. (Bacon flavoured Gin could be offered at the breakfast happy hour.)
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
Yeah, and people are in the Moderation queue waiting for approval from the Moderator (bouncer) ;)
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Yeah, and people are in the Moderation queue waiting for approval from the Moderator (bouncer) ;)
Yeah there is always a moderator. I forgot about that. Many years ago, a gig that I was running successfully for about 2.5 years went AWOL. The martial arts bouncer was no where to be found. I was pissed off because presence was to be primary in reducing altercations, just being there with chest out helps. Found him in cubicle 11, with blood all over the floor, after the incident. None of it was his blood. There was a huge all in brawl that lasted for about 18 minutes. I was OK as I only had to block a couple of random punches. The Police shut us down that night. It never ever returned. Such a shame
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
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Yeah there is always a moderator. I forgot about that. Many years ago, a gig that I was running successfully for about 2.5 years went AWOL. The martial arts bouncer was no where to be found. I was pissed off because presence was to be primary in reducing altercations, just being there with chest out helps. Found him in cubicle 11, with blood all over the floor, after the incident. None of it was his blood. There was a huge all in brawl that lasted for about 18 minutes. I was OK as I only had to block a couple of random punches. The Police shut us down that night. It never ever returned. Such a shame
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
Up here in Brisbane back in the late 80's there used to be a nightclub that had only one way in and out - via a small elevator. (Sometime after this story the Firies shut it down under fire safety laws.) It was fairly customary in this club for the bouncers to give you a bit of a touch-up in the elevator on the way down if you were being escorted off the premises. You knew you were in strife if as you were being marched out the bouncers took off their shirts and handed them to the manager (presumably to stop them from having blood on them) before getting into the lift. So... one night, a couple of people I know were in there having a good time, when for one reason or another they were asked to leave... The two of them were escorted to the lifts, and the bouncers took their shirts off to hand to the manager, and the lift doors closed and punches flew thick and fast. Once the lift reached the ground floor, the two people I know exited the lifts, leaving the bouncers in a screaming heap on the floor of the lift and hit the button to send them back to the manager. True story. ;-)
Quad skating his way through the world since the early 80's... Booger Mobile - My bright green 1964 Ford Falcon - check out the blog here!! | If you feel generous - make a donation to Camp Quality!!
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Up here in Brisbane back in the late 80's there used to be a nightclub that had only one way in and out - via a small elevator. (Sometime after this story the Firies shut it down under fire safety laws.) It was fairly customary in this club for the bouncers to give you a bit of a touch-up in the elevator on the way down if you were being escorted off the premises. You knew you were in strife if as you were being marched out the bouncers took off their shirts and handed them to the manager (presumably to stop them from having blood on them) before getting into the lift. So... one night, a couple of people I know were in there having a good time, when for one reason or another they were asked to leave... The two of them were escorted to the lifts, and the bouncers took their shirts off to hand to the manager, and the lift doors closed and punches flew thick and fast. Once the lift reached the ground floor, the two people I know exited the lifts, leaving the bouncers in a screaming heap on the floor of the lift and hit the button to send them back to the manager. True story. ;-)
Quad skating his way through the world since the early 80's... Booger Mobile - My bright green 1964 Ford Falcon - check out the blog here!! | If you feel generous - make a donation to Camp Quality!!
:thumbsup: Just Deserves. It warms my heart that your mates survived and came out on top. The industry attracts a lot of nasty people and some good people as well. Even though there has been lots of changes in legislation, this sort of thing still happens on a regular basis. Drink in Moderation _Damian S_ or Elephant it and go over your quota and enjoy... Loved your story.
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980