"Tough one to call. At the end of the day, your job is to act on behalf of the licensee, providing it does not put you in unreasonable danger, or on the wrong side of the law.
Some places you will enforce a dress code- 'no jeans or trainers' for example. The wearing of such clothing is neither offensive nor illegal, but if its not right for the 'image' of the premises as decided by the gaffer, so be it. You dont have to agree, just facilitate the wishes of the guy who pays the bills.
In this instance, the owner asked you to leave him to it, so removing responsibility from you, and he reached a peaceful conclusion. Good PR for him/his club, no hassle to you and your team. Thats a happy ending."
Admittedly I was in two minds about it myself. On the one hand a peaceful conclusion and on the other I felt that it was my job. Hey I can talk to people too.
I just felt like a bit of window dressing that's all.
"man you are just itching for a barney aren't you!?
Lol. I think there's a little bit of that in everyone that does this job. Still, I've got Xmas eve to work yet. In my experience that particular night was always a bit of a blood bath. Though that may have more to do with where I grew up.
Sat 9th Dec, The Sun Rooms
Up to 10PM at this venue it is free to enter, after that time it is 3 quid. Any one that leaves before that time and comes back within a reasonable time is allowed in free.
So a guy turns up about 11 o'clock and we tell him he has to pay. He says that he was in earlier and to prove it points to his jacket on a chair just inside the door.
"Nice try buddy," I tell him, "but I have been here since 9.30 and I didn't see you leave."
After a few minutes my fellow doorman relents and says he can go in without paying with a word about the amount of time that has elapsed from leaving to coming back and not to push his luck in future.
We think that's the end of it but then start to notice that the guy is spending his time staring daggers at us through the window. He also pulls the manager to one side every time we let someone in without paying. (Guests of the manager, DJs guests and off-duty staff etc)
"Right," 'B' my fellow doorman says, "better to deal with this earlier rather than later!" and off we go into the club and stand about 2 feet away from the guy and stare at him. All of a sudden he loses interest and turns back to his drink.
"That settles that then." says B and we go back outside. 30 seconds later the guy puts on his coat and leaves without giving us a glance.
Not much more happened, just the odd turn away at the door, however the club opposite were understaffed and at 2.30AM had a big kick off which needed the attention of 2 police vanloads and about 6 police cars.
I guess that's what you get with a thousand or so revellers and only 8 doormen.
I know I'd like a little more excitement but that was pandemonium.