Let me just preface this by saying:
- Homelessness is a huge problem in America
- A vast majority of homeless people have a severe mental illness and/or substance use disorder
But holy shit am I sick of being the person who "decides" a homeless person needs to be kicked out of the ED on a cold winter night. When I take call I see ED consults for "psych patients". Once it becomes obvious to the ED staff that a patient is homeless and just looking for a bed for the night, they always consult psych for the final say on whether the patient should be discharged or not, even if there is no psychiatric symptom or complaint. My last overnight shift (the first freezing temp night of the year) I got "consulted" on 3 homeless patients, none of whom had any reported psychiatric symptoms, each time the ED doc telling me "either you admit them or they get discharged". Each time the ED doc said "I don't think they need admission", indicating they were not actually worried about an acute safety concern. Maybe I'm crazy, but I feel like there is a deliberate tone of "I'm not going to be the one to tell them they need to leave, you are".
Two of the patients begged me to let them stay but for various reasons they could not be admitted and I told the ED staff I wouldn't admit them. The 3rd one knew the game, knew what to say, despite it being clear he was just coming down from meth and coke and wanted to crash somewhere. When I said I didn't think he met criteria for a psych admission he rolled over in the bed to turn away from me, saying "what are you gonna do, send me out to die? I might hurt myself out there", and went back to sleep. I was essentially forced to admit this person. But the two I did not admit fucking gutted me, I would have admitted them but they very clearly violated admission policies and did not meet any criteria. I went into medicine to help people, not to have fellow colleagues pass the buck onto me to tell homeless people they need to spend the night in the cold. I will gladly see patients if there is any actual psych question, but in these cases it is more that the ED policy seems to be "psych decides discharge on homeless patients" and it breaks my heart.
... One of the regulars, a mirror, comes outside for a smoke and greets him.
As they make small talk, a toilet approaches flaunting a pristine gold plated lid. The bouncer immediately lets him in.
The mirror rolls his eyes as the toilet pushes through.
Next, a limo pulls up and a washing machine steps out adorned in shining jewelry.
She heads towards the door and the bouncer lets her in without question.
The mirror scoffs and stares in utter contempt as the washing machine enters.
A short time later, a dingy looking sink trudges towards the door. He looked worn out and had a large crack down the front of his bowl.
The bouncer stops him and says, 'Not tonight buddy'.
The sink pleads to be let in but the bouncer scolds him for not even attempting to follow the dress code and again refuses entry.
Dejected, the sink steps away unsure of what to do with his night now.
The mirror takes a pull on his cigarette, turns to the bouncer and says 'You need to take a long, hard look at yourself'.
'What do you mean?' replies the bouncer, taken aback.
'That toilet you let in? He's a big shot lawyer at a multinational corporation. Made his fortune shitting all over the little guy and only looking out for #1.'
The mirror continued;
'The washing machine? She launders money for the cartel!'
The bouncer shuffles uncomfortably.
The mirror takes another drag of his cigarette.
'But whatever, I don't even mind that you let those guys in. My gripe is about the guy you left out' said the mirror.
'Hey, what do you want me to do about that?' Defended the bouncer. 'He was a mess!'
'That mess', the mirror imitated in a sarcastic tone
'Served 10 years active duty in the army. Got that crack taking a bullet for you and your country, now needs to collect disability to survive, and you just turned him away like he was nothing'
'You let in those horrible people who make yours and everybody else's lives worse, but turned away the one guy who gave everything he had for the greater good'
The bouncer felt a huge pang of guilt.
The mirror threw his cigarette to the ground, gave the bouncer and stern gaze and said 'Let that sink in'
There's this utterly scaldy gobshite doing the rounds in DUBLIN town dressed like a bouncer, standing outside pubs that don't have security, pretending he's the bouncer. It beggars belief. I went into Pmacs recently and he was standing there at the door in one of those big jackets you see them in and he had me fooled initially I admit, I said 'alright' as I passed him and he barely acknowledged me but I didn't really think anything except 'bit rude' and went and got my pint, went back outside to the seated area and a few mins later a girl who was sitting across the way goes back over and I hear her telling him 'look I'm just trying to have a drink with my friend here can you please just leave me alone', and he starts saying 'I think you've had a bit too much, 3 strikes and you're out' and all this shit and by this stage obviously knew something odd was up. He's still there hassling this girl when the manager comes out and starts going 'look I told you you can't keep hanging around here pretending you work here' threatening to call the cops. His response was something like 'it's a free street'. Can hidden under his sleeve. Apparently he's been at it around a few other places too. Guessing serious mental health issues but worth keeping an eye out for
My partner and I usually try to stay engaged with our 6wk LO while they are awake and alert. However when I make myself an espresso and our breakfast in the morning, I’ll just pop them in the bouncer and they seem to happily watch me do my thing. Sometimes they get pretty drowsy and does a sort of blank stare, so I’ll pop them in the carrier while I eat and they sleep. My question is does this bouncer time sound too boring for them? They don’t have any toys or distractions other than the busyness of the kitchen. Is that enough? Usually they just had a feed after waking up hangry.
Second time doing this, but I was a bouncer in a smaller city. Worked st a couple bars over 12 years. Nothing fancy, no bottle service and velvet ropes, but worked at some clubs on occasion in a much bigger city. Plenty of laughs, fights, and boobs. Recently quit due to age. I'm not an amazing physically imposing person or trained fighter. Thinking of putting together a book of things I've seen and done
First of all I’d like to say that I know this sort of thing is so unbelievably common and that there’s a huge chance nothing will come of this. I only write this in an effort to potentially protect others
So, I had left my coat in the cloakroom but decided to leave at about 2:35, around 25 minutes before the club closes. As I was in the queue I realised I lost my ticket but I always keep the number in my notes along with my initials which they also write on the ticket.
There was a bouncer standing beside the queue so I asked him if this would be sufficient, he replied in an aggressive manner that, no, this would not be enough, and I would have to leave the queue and wait over half an hour until everybody else got their items. So I just said very calmly (this is probably a good time to mention that I was very sober, and had only had about 3 drinks or so, as I need to catch an early train in the morning), that since I had both the number and the initials that the cloakroom staff should easily be able to verify that it was definitely my coat.
This was when the extreme hostility began and I was told to “fuck off” and “you’re not getting you’re fucking coat get out”. I was honestly in disbelief at how quickly he turned, bearing in mind this entire interchange had only lasted about 10-15 seconds at this point, so I just said “oh sorry mate I’ll just stand here and wait don’t worry.” At this point it became very apparent that my calm manner and politeness had clearly pissed him off and he had wanted a reaction from me. He proceeded to grab and twist my arm behind my back and drag me out. I did not struggle at all but only asked that he would stop twisting my arm because I genuinely thought he was going to dislocate my shoulder, this only made him twist my arm more to the point where I was in a lot of pain. In my entire life I have never been in a physical altercation so this was quite intense.
When I got to the front door the bouncer stationed there could clearly tell that, 1: I was not trying to cause any trouble, and 2: from the way I was speaking to him that I was not drunk at all. He asked me to wait there and said that he would help me get my coat when everybody else had left. I very sincerely asked him to protect me when I went back in to retrieve my coat as I feared for my safety. As I left with my coat the original bouncer laughed and tried to intimidate me.
As I said before I only want for other people’s safety to be prioritised, if this can happ
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A man wants to get into a club but there’s a password. The man decides to observe. A woman walks up to the bouncer and the bouncer says “12”, she replies “6” and gets let it. A man approaches the bouncer and the bouncer says “6”. The man says “3” and gets let in. The man, deciding that he’s cracked the code approaches the bouncer. The bouncer says “10”, the man responds “5” but is denied access. Why?
Last night I am working the front door and three guys with no shoes are dropped off by a cab driver that is telling us he did not get paid by the three drunk passangers. They then want to be let in to the club without paying cover and refuse to leave. They are about a 7/10 drunkenness level. We are forced to headlock them and call the police. I have been assaulted. I hope y'all know I will be suing him. This is real. You have read it here.
Because they belong behind bars.
Because they're made of chocolate!
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