Jobsworthy?
Thursday, 31 May 2007
I've been called a 'Jobsworth' three times in my career as a door supervisor.
1. When I told a father that he was breaking the law by supplying his 8-year old child with alcoholic beverages.
2. When I barred a 17-year old kid for drinking on the premises - he'd flittered between sneaking in cans of Stella and getting his 18-year old mate to buy drinks for him - after two warnings.
3. When I ejected a 20-something bloke from the premises for stripping off... on the main stage.
I mean, fucking hell, what was I supposed to do? Look the other way? There's an area that's grey and there's one that's very fucking black and white. What most people don't understand is that if they're, you know, nice, and ask us for advice or help, instead of just assuming they can do xyz, then we'll usually make every effort to be of assistance. If, however, they're aggressive from the very first second - be that in regard to forgetting their pass, smoking somewhere they shouldn't, being generally reckless, etc - then they can fucking well fuck off.
You want me to look the other way? Don't be such a fucking cunt.
posted by Sheamus @ 4:00 am
