Confessions of a door bitch

Stamping people on the wrist is more fun than you’d think.

You don’t get to tell people they can’t come in based on their outfit.  Well maybe you can at some fancy-pants club but not for indie bands that need an audience.

If you say you are going in for 5 minutes to look for your friend, we know you are lying.  You have a phone, you could call them.  And, if you aren’t out in 5 minutes, we take pleasure in sending the bouncer to look for you.

Trying to scab your way onto the door list when you aren’t is scabby. Pay the door charge and support the band.

 

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