Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Out To Get You


Went to a club on Friday night, yes I know this was a foolish thing for a man of my advanced years to do, but hey I'd had a few beers and wanted to continue the party.
Anyhoo...I approached the entrance of the venue and informed the "security" that I was on the guest list (I know the DJ you see). Mr WalkieTalkie took my details and duly confirmed that this was indeed the case. He very nicely informed me that I should proceed onwards and inwards and have a good time.
Then things took a turn for the strange...as myself and my friend moved to walk past him he stopped my friend and pointed to his jacket. On the breast of the jacket was a small badge of the Italian footballing giants Juventus. He duly informed my friend that this would have to be covered up inside the club.
WHY? We were in Glasgow, had a busload of Torino fans (The city rivals of Juventus) already entered the premises?
Aaah! doormen you've got to love them.

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

"in my advanced years"... you've got to be kidding!!! Us 30-somethings aren't allowed in clubs huh? God, I feel old.

So, what happened when you got in? Did you boogie the night away? Did I just say "boogie"... God I AM old.

Anonymous said...

I don't wear much in the way of 'football fashion' myself but I have also been refused entry to certain establishments based on dress code.

One place wouldn't let me in in jeans.

Had I been wearing a Wall Mart bargain bin piece of polyester I could have been inside with the other cool nylon wearing people but.... because I chose to wear genuine 100% original Levis I was left outside in the cold.

Obviously some people's heads are too far up their a**es to smell the fire hazard of that much spandex and static electricity in one room.

Anyway - my bum looks big in sweatpants.

Anonymous said...

Getting denied entry and hassled by bouncers is so history for me now that I have two young kids. Here in Adelaide, most of the bouncers are members of motorcycle gangs, who use it as a source of income to build their biker forts in suburban neighbourhoods. I think I will just stay home and watch crap tv and tame the kids.

Louisiana said...

that was actually very nice and smart of that doormen..i hear you guys take your teams seriously and we wouldn't have wanted a brawl or something..

i am thinking i have been here before for i recognized the profile pic..so, hoping i'm right, it was nice of Dr. JOhn to send me again to say hello..

glad you had fun. it doesn't matter what the number on your bday cake is..keep on having great fun in the journey of life.

Kat Campbell said...

"gang" fear. Here, a group of red hat ladies (you must be at least 50 to belong to Red Hat, they spend most of their time lunching, shopping and giggling) was denied entry to a baseball game because they have anti-gang rules and the ladies were all wearing red hats. Couldn't you just cry?

B.R.L said...

He might have protected you from a bar fight. came from Dr John's

Anonymous said...

Hi!Liked reading through will come back for more. Thanks :) Dr John for sending me here.
Wish you well

Bazza said...

Maybe he thought your friend was the corruptable type and that the badge would encourage young ladies to buy him drinks and seduce him, and we wouldn't want that now would we. Dr. John sent me, he is incorruptable.

Anonymous said...

Did you ask why it had to be covered? I would have. But then I may have found myself stuck on the outside of the club.

Here courtesy of Dr. John.

Oklahoma Girl said...

Good morning!! Enjoyed your post.
Just stopping by from Dr. John's

Blessed be...

Anonymous said...

Maybe those nice, big, well-dressed gentlemen thought it was an Italian designer and envied your friend's fashion statement...Bless them! lol Well, I thought it was funny!

"boogie-in" along from dr. john.

ArtsyTartsyViray said...

Cute blog..

So.. did you ever find out WHY he had to cover up the logo?!

Passing by as one of Dr. Johns many commenters..

Charlene Amsden said...

Here we call those security types, "bouncers," and I am certain he was trying to save himself the trouble of rescuing you from a brawl. Sports fans and alcohol are highly combustible when mixed. Why, even the kind and loving people who congregate at the blog of Dr. John have been known to get a bit passionate about their "team."