I forgot in my earlier post, but being a DJ in a bar, one can have a more amusing time getting people to leave.
When I used to DJ at a titty bar in Phoenix, this would happen at closing time.
JESTER: "Gentleman, thank you for coming to [Dive Bar Show Lounge]. It's now 4 am, and we are closed. We'll see you tomorrow."
No one moved. All the guys kept staring at the stage, zombie-like, apparently thinking there were more dancers coming out. Or ignoring me. Or both.
JESTER: "Gentleman, as I said, [Dive Bar Show Lounge] is now closed. If you have not already purchased a private dance with one of our lovely ladies, you will have plenty of opportunities to do so tomorrow, but at this time, we must ask you to enjoy the rest of your evening somewhere else."
No one moved. Zombies. Crickets. You get the idea.
JESTER: "Alright, gentlemen, we have no more dancers for you, but it's now time for the DJ to dance!"
At which point everyone got up and left. Some rather quickly.
When I used to DJ at the clothing optional bar, with one song left, I would announce last call. No problem. After that song ended, I got on the mike some some variation of this:
"Ladies and gentlemen, the [Clothing Optional Bar] is now closed. If you are not staff, if you are not sleeping with the staff, and if the staff has no immediate plans of sleeping with you, it is now time for you to GET THE FUCK OUT. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!"
I'm not sure if it's related, but I got laid from that job more than any other job I've ever had, before or since.
When I used to DJ at a titty bar in Phoenix, this would happen at closing time.
JESTER: "Gentleman, thank you for coming to [Dive Bar Show Lounge]. It's now 4 am, and we are closed. We'll see you tomorrow."
No one moved. All the guys kept staring at the stage, zombie-like, apparently thinking there were more dancers coming out. Or ignoring me. Or both.
JESTER: "Gentleman, as I said, [Dive Bar Show Lounge] is now closed. If you have not already purchased a private dance with one of our lovely ladies, you will have plenty of opportunities to do so tomorrow, but at this time, we must ask you to enjoy the rest of your evening somewhere else."
No one moved. Zombies. Crickets. You get the idea.
JESTER: "Alright, gentlemen, we have no more dancers for you, but it's now time for the DJ to dance!"
At which point everyone got up and left. Some rather quickly.

When I used to DJ at the clothing optional bar, with one song left, I would announce last call. No problem. After that song ended, I got on the mike some some variation of this:
"Ladies and gentlemen, the [Clothing Optional Bar] is now closed. If you are not staff, if you are not sleeping with the staff, and if the staff has no immediate plans of sleeping with you, it is now time for you to GET THE FUCK OUT. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!"

I'm not sure if it's related, but I got laid from that job more than any other job I've ever had, before or since.

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