as I mentioned
3 pages of WORHTWHILE posts ago, I used to be security in a Glasgow cinema.

One Sunday afternoon, I'm the last of the team to start (6pm, so I got to watch the footy), so I collect the keys from whoever and head to the office to get my radio and my tie.

The second I turn it on, I hear a call for the second floor (where the biggest screen is) - "Security, those guys from earlier are back". I called the guy who answered to see if he needed help, and headed down.

Got there to see 4 floor staff, and my supervisor, standing outside a screen with 6 chavs. Apparently they had already been thrown out and had now ran back in the screen. So they were arguing with us, trying to threaten/intimidate/make us laugh in their faces.

One of them was inches away from my face, asking my name and details, threatening to stab me, all sorts - then finishes up with a slap on the chest and "I know where you work mate", then ran off. Stupid cunt.


Another of the group tried to headbutt one of the floor staff on the way out, and promptly found himself on the floor with his limbs in all sorts of painful positions.


Never did see the guy who knew where I worked again - must have forgotten when the police came.
(bamboozled Can hear you getting fatter, Wed 10 Sep 2008, 17:00, 1 reply)

Glasgow
Surely it's neds! Nice of you to say chavs for the massives though. I've honestly never seen security at a cinema before. It is Glasgow I suppose.
(muzzvsworld, Thu 11 Sep 2008, 9:24, closed)