I’m assuming you mean a bar or like establishment that purveys potent potables.
Yes. On multiple occasions. The story I will share is what happened one time back in my college days…
(cue bad 70s music)
Times were simpler then. Beer was cheap, women were cheaper and grass was damnnear free at Humboldt State University, nestled cosily behind the Redwood Curtain in Northern California. A favorite hangout was a place called Mad River Rose in McKinleyville. A dive bar in an industrial park that had live music and discount pitchers. What got us ejected one night was sharing joints with the band. While they were playing. Then when the bouncers told us to leave, we all dived under the table and held on to the pillar so they would have to pry us loose. In the end about a half-dozen large, unfriendly brutes just carried the whole table outside and tossed it into the parking lot. We were instructed that should we ever darken their doorway again, The Law would become involved.
I think we were back in their good graces by the end of that month. We represented too much of their profit margin.
Last summer we were at a karaoke bar (the kind where you rent private rooms). I noticed that several people in my group had disappeared for a while. Then one of the people came back into our room to inform us that we had been kicked out. Apparently the birthday boy (he’s about 25) did something in the lobby or right outside the bar that caused the management to call the police and kick us out. The next day, I asked somebody what had happened, but she refused to tell me. It will forever remain a mystery to me why we were kicked out. All I know is that it wasn’t because of my awesome renditions of Ke$ha’s songs.
A couple of places, yeah.
When I was 14 my brother & I were kicked out of Food King supermarket for shop lifting.
A year later we (my mother, brother & I) were evicted from our apartment and became homeless.
At 17 my father threw me out of his home.
Since though based on a question posed on the radio, this has nothing to do with the arts, so I’ll move the thread to IMHO.
And JOSH, I thought you had agreed to stop using the multi-smiley sign-off in every post?
twickster, Cafe Society moderator
Too many, too often…
But here is a quick one: Some shit-hole new place dance/hose joint in Vegas. I go up to the bar and order a beer. Dude slams it on the bar and says, “$X!” (I don’t remember the actual dollar figure, but it was EXTREME!). So, I say, “Do I get the rest of the 12-pack for that?”
“DO YOU WANT IT OR NOT?”
“Nah…” and I wander off back to the table. Bouncer walks up about 10 seconds later and throws us all out.
Semi-but-unrelated: My #2 Rule is NEVER, EVER PAY COVER!
The only thing that I ever agreed to is to work on the way that I share what I believe in.
God bless you always!!!
I was in New Orleans with my gf and two of her friends. We got thrown out of The Dungeon, an S&M themed bar that opens at midnight.
We were dancing, and the one girl was kicking her leg up over my head (she is an actual dancer/gymnast). The bouncer told us to cut it out, or someone could get hurt. Meanwhile, spankings were being given at the bar.
We assumed the bouncer was kidding around, but he wasn’t. We got thrown out.
I got kicked out of the Jerry Springer show. I was too loud with my applause and cheering- but it was a lame episode so I was just trying to make it more interesting for myself.
I didn’t think that was possible.
stares in awe
If you told them what you thought of the episode, what did they say to you in return?
God bless you always!!!
P.S. If I went somewhere for a good time and ended up with the opposite, I’d be mad too.
Where was I? Right outside the door, in the street!
Seriously, I got kicked out of a department store as a teenager for shoplifting. (Actually, my friend was the one who did the actual shoplifting… I told him not to, not because of any moral qualms at the time, but because the item he was interested in was on a display shelf placed prominently in the middle of an aisle. I went and stood a ways off, but didn’t leave the store… my mistake.)
A girl hit me in the face at a club once, out of COMPLETELY nowhere. She said I threw my beer on her, which I wasn’t even holding a beer or any other drink. So we both got kicked out. Security does not try to figure out what actually happens, they just kick out everyone who is at all involved in anything.
At a dance-type bar, our table was briskly approached by staff who then snatched up a drink from the table, gave it a whiff, demanded to see identification from person drink belonged to - the only underage (20yr old) person at our table.
When their age was quickly revealed - but not before being ushered into a small office room cleverly concealed in the wall of the bar - in drill-sergeant-style it was suggested that they, along with the rest of us please(they did not say please) leave, and not wanting to formally contribute to any delinquent party, we eagerly took them up on their kind offer, considered the cover charges we paid earlier worthy donations to their fine and outstanding law-abiding establishment.
I got kicked out of a club for ordering a coke.
I got kicked out of and banned from a 7/11.
Good ol’ MVA.
Around the time they had started to mandate appointments for the drivers test, I was there dropping off my then girlfriend for her test. The scheduled appointment started late, completely of their doing, despite the fact that we were on time (surprise?). Upon completion of the test, I was instructed to go park the car (as she obviously didn’t have her license to do so, yet), and upon attempting to reenter the building, a state trooper decided that none shall pass (wouldnt’ even let parents in, who legally needed to be there for their kids).:rolleyes:
Well, I had her purse containing the provisional information (which was in the rear seat, since she was taking her test), and needed to give it to her, so that she could finish the process. Despite my explaining to the officer that we had an appointment, which they had started late, *and * only left the building because I was instructed to go park the car, he maintained his position. Of course, this would mean we’d have to make another appointment to retake the test and complete the process, sometime in the future, which was ridiculous (the MVA is a nightmare, as it is).:mad:
So against what should have been better judgement, I boldly just walked in as he threatened me with arrest, and casually handed her the information, before being escorted out (not with bracelets, called his bluff;)). A number of people witnessed the entire event and protested with me, but it was what it was. Despite the 100+ degree weather, I just waited patiently as she finished up the process, and we ended up leaving with a newly licensed driver.