I'm so sick of getting kicked out of places.. - Men's Lifestyle Design Forum

Nicholas Fahrenheit · #1 (**permalink**) 10-30-2009

I'm always so well behaved in City clubs and pubs, but put me in a suburban pub, or bar and I go nuts, hitting on all the female members of staff (Not, unsuccessfully) putting no more than $5 into the pokies and singing the night away with my mates.

Been kicked out 3 times in memory in these places, once I was caught throwing up in the bathroom by the security guard (The guy followed me into the toilet) A second time I spent the whole night drinking until the new shift manager asked me for ID and I didnt have any. the third time I was going the toilet on a tree out front of the bar, and A security guard was watching me the entire time..

Share your stories brothers.

Point · #2 (**permalink**) 10-31-2009

My crew is often organizing parties. A lot of people are invited, all give some cash, and we have enough to reserve a part of a club to ourselves and buy a shitload of booze.

We planned to stay out the whole night.
A month ago they kicked us out at 2AM.
2 weeks ago (not at the same club) they kicked us out at MIDNIGHT! ... Imagine that, we just arrived and got kicked out. All of us!

I don't do stupid things, I don't assault people or steal stuff and I usually don't puke around. But somebody around me frequently does, so I'm fucked -.-

Chikito · #3 (**permalink**) 11-01-2009

Hahah these sound like good war stories for when your chilling with a friend at a bar.
I have never been kicked out of a place. I am always very sneaky when it comes to puking.
As the hard-core jock friends of mine say: "There's no shame in puking...as long as you come back and drink more"

Nicholas Fahrenheit · #4 (**permalink**) 11-01-2009

You just gotta avoid the authorities. If you can do your business whilst completely alone then you can get away with it. Also, try to make sure nobody can hear you. There is no way for me to describe the annoyance of turning round and seeing a burly security guard or bouncer staring at you.. Especially when you got a stack of friends inside.

Then he followed me as I walked all the way down the street to my car and drove home.. (Home was around the corner anyway, car is just easier)