The Washington family is a lost cause. My introduction to the Washos was way back in High School, about 20 years ago. A couple of us were walking home when Roy came up and asked us about the skateboard I'd just bought. He'd wanted the same one for a while and just wanted to know if it was as nice to ride as people said. Then out of the blue, mid conversation about skateboarding, he asked if we wanted a fight. There were no insults or anything preceding that question, it just came out of the blue.
Last night, another Washington wanted to cash his cheque. The cheque looked pretty dodgy in any case, but the clincher was the requirement for ID to cash the cheque. His only ID wasn't photographic, it was his parole papers... which stated he wasn't allowed into a licensed venue...
18 - 20 year old women are idiots and I can prove it mathematically. Anyway, found a young lass in the pokie room and hadn't harassed her for ID. Asked her, she said she didn't have it, I told her she'd have to leave. "Oh, but I've got an electricity bill... I've got my birthday tattooed into the sole of my foot,,, my friend has ID... but I'm 19... Do you need ID for pokie rooms? I'm not drinking...
Got another one in the drive thru 20 minutes later, she had the approval for her 18+ card, but not the card, was very... um... disappointed, and went right off her rocker. She's going to report us to the Police for infringing her civil liberties. I hope she does, I wish I could be a fly on the wall for that report.
What's the go? This never happens with guys, all guys have ID, I've only ever booted 4 blokes and that's cause it was a Uni function, they were 1st years and they hadn't realized it was a licensed venue. I'd boot at least 2 girls every shift.
Most pubs have a doorman, we just have two roving security officers, because we're really a family pub, not a night club. Instead of a doorman we have a door frog. He's a pretty large green tree frog and he comes out around 9ish every night, right about the time the young trouble makers come in. That's fine, he's good for a laugh and to scare the girls, but last night, around 9, a bloke came in with a dog. I told him he couldn't bring the dog in and he told me it wasn't his, turns out it was a lost puppy. We spent a bit of time chasing the puppy chasing the frog around the smoking deck, before kicking him out. 5 seconds later he was back. We spent probably 30 minutes chasing this puppy around, through and out of the pub before finally locking him up in the aircon shed. He promptly escaped and it all started again... The duty manager will be taking him into the pound to get IDd today. Door frog finally reappeared about 11. Dog had a great time, tail wagging the whole time.