DJing has it’s pluses and it’s minuses!
Yes, I was dressed in my usual undressed outfit, haha, heavy metal reggae soul thrash, they all prompt a lot of sweat (and swearing 🤬) and I was just trying to keep my audience happy with my sets and the majority were pretty much in their groove, but you always get someone you need floor security for!
Yes, security is very proactive and professional, they will squash anyone bothering the DJing staff and visitors, and I don’t know why this one guy got through. It was about one thirty 🕜 and I became aware of someone else on the steps of the booth (it’s what we call the area the decks are set up) but I was reviewing my list to see if I could swap something around.
When I had stepped out not twenty minutes before in order to grab a quick pee in the near adjacent staff toilet, knowing I would have to go again before the night got any further a long so I slipped out of my gee and went back to my place with the string in my hand. I was bare assed naked except for my necklace that was like a thorn string around my neck, and a cover of sorts for my bare chestedness. All I had on were my twelve hole DMs.
The guy was watching me like a stalker, and when I eventually saw him with a start, I had an idea immediately that I was on threat. I hit the buzzer that connects to the floor staff but it did seem a while before they arrived, and he was in the booth by then and I had backed up a little.
Security took him away and he was likely photographed so he could be stopped entering the club again on a Friday night.
Yes, security is very proactive and professional, they will squash anyone bothering the DJing staff and visitors, and I don’t know why this one guy got through. It was about one thirty 🕜 and I became aware of someone else on the steps of the booth (it’s what we call the area the decks are set up) but I was reviewing my list to see if I could swap something around.
When I had stepped out not twenty minutes before in order to grab a quick pee in the near adjacent staff toilet, knowing I would have to go again before the night got any further a long so I slipped out of my gee and went back to my place with the string in my hand. I was bare assed naked except for my necklace that was like a thorn string around my neck, and a cover of sorts for my bare chestedness. All I had on were my twelve hole DMs.
The guy was watching me like a stalker, and when I eventually saw him with a start, I had an idea immediately that I was on threat. I hit the buzzer that connects to the floor staff but it did seem a while before they arrived, and he was in the booth by then and I had backed up a little.
Security took him away and he was likely photographed so he could be stopped entering the club again on a Friday night.
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