from elation to deflation

from a saturday that kicked some serious ass.. to a sunday that makes you want to quit.
sunday wasnt bad people wise. we actually had a decent sized crowd. the only problem was management showing its testicles.

and so i get to work on sunday, and lo and behold.. guess who's back to work starting thursday night.

cross your fingers kids...

spank me again daddy!!!

a line at 8pm... that was the tone for tonight. got busy early, and stayed busy. had the usual number of oddball requests too. not the least of which was one weird little puppy who wanted me to play "stayin alive" at 830. blow that. i like my paycheck, thank you very much.
anyway, the only scuffle we had tonight was after 1, and the rest of the night was just plain fun.

hadnt seen a conga line in quite awhile on the dance floor...

2:00am and the the bar is still packed.
2:30am and the dance floor is jumpin.
2:45am and the dance floor is still packed
2:50am "My minds' tellin' me "no". But my body. My body's tellin' me yes..." damn skippy.

this keeps up and i'm gonna end up with another raise...

this is how we do...

wow. where to start. this week has been one long drawn out ass kicker. no days off. not enough sleep? so what else is new.

wednesday - 700+ crowd. 1st cav done come out to play after getting back from iraq. no fights, which is on the plus side, but they was rowdy. we did have the wet t-shirt contest, but i dont want the way it went down to happen again. talk about giving me a headache.

thursday - why?... why do they have to come out when i feel like crap and dont want to be there? oh well. managed to stay open till 3, so that was allright for a change.

friday - @$%%^@!!!! a hair slower cause of the concert, but still good. up until about 1.

How To Make An Enemy - piss the dj off by going whining to the manager or owner cause i dont want to play your piece of shit song. hmm.. that cd needs to be turned into glitter..

but i digress...

respiratory distress (dj+allergies+smoke= no lungs)

wednesday - not that busy, but was okay. kept hacking up chunks of lung butter cause my allergies are kickin my ass. pool tourny was okay, wet t-shirt... 6 shirts. i'm not the one responsible for getting them cleaned and back in the club after the contest. but thats okay. i dont care either way. ahhh, medication.
thursday was worse. medicine head all night, with that lovely spacey feeling. would have been nice if i had felt better, we actually had a halfway decent crowd for a thursday night. and it really sucks when you mix better than you normally do, and there's not enough of a crowd to appreciate it.

tonight should be interesting. payday weekend. troops coming back still. FRIDAY

saturday

note to self: you are too tired to be at work if you have 4 cigarettes lit at the same time and realize you have the original one still in your hand.

typical saturday start-up, slow at first then they come flooding in, just not as bad as last weekend. things were going okay up until they just wouldnt leave me alone while i was trying to mix the second dance set. hard to concentrate on things like that. just let me work and leave me alone.

other than that, we had an okay night. of course an okay night for us translates to a night better than most clubs entire weekend.

vacation... i want one.

that was nice, lets do it again.

mmmm....friday...

wow. other than an attack of the stupids by a bunch of minors and one sort-of fight, tonight was fun. like last week but without the same number of fights. the only real downside was the way i felt, but i managed to work my way through. if we can keep this up, things is gonna get good. and about these minors - want a drink? get it elsewhere. we check your ID's and mark your hands for a reason. and that reason is to stay in business so you can come out and act stupid, get laid, dance, etc... keep up the stupid crap, and you wont have a place to go.

thursday was ... nevermind

wednesday started off a little slow, but picked up okay. managed to have a wet t-shirt contest, not that it didnt have its issues, and it was a normal wednesday until after 2 when some cranky people decided to start some crap at the front bar. here's a clue - if the bar is closed... go home. dont stay and hang around for a fight.