As annoying as it can be to listen to persistent people try to talk their way inside on a busy night, it can be equally as amusing to listen to some of the things people in line say when you’re standing out there with them.
Imagine a very cold night in February, around 9 p.m., with a line about ten people deep. A cute young girl struts past the entire line as if she owns the place and pulls open the door.
Cute Young Girl: "I’m here with a bachelorette party. Do we have to wait?"
Doorguy, looking exasperated: "Uh, yeah. Everyone waits."
Cute Young Girl, looking confused: "I don’t understand. I’m with a bachelorette party."
At another point, a small group of about five college-aged kids walk up to the line, alternately complaining about how freezing it is and how mad they are that there is a line, although it’s a short line of only a couple people. They are apparently having some type of theme party night that required clothing normally inappropriate for February, and none of them are wearing coats.
The group quickly decides to leave one brave soul standing in line to try to save five spots, while the rest of them head over to Henry’s to warm up and wait for him to call them back when the line moves. It’s not more than five minutes when, sure enough, a few people start to leave and the line begins to move, and costume boy ends up at the front.
Doorguy: "OK, I can get three people in now."
Costume Boy: "Hold on, I need to call my friends back over from next door, and is there any way all five of us can come in?"
Doorguy: "Look, if they aren’t here in line, they can’t get in. There’s people behind you waiting."
Costume boy isn’t happy that he couldn’t save spots in line for his friends. The people in line behind him, however, are happy that he decides to leave since they can get in that much sooner. I kind of felt sorry for him; he was really nice. I almost offered to buy his group a round of shots as a goodwill gesture if they came back later.
I’ve met some of the best people waiting in that line. I guess timing is the most important part cuz the most interesting people are INSIDE!
I remember when Gail Sayers patiently agreed to wait in line but his prick little entourage buddies made a stink about it. Lesson to learn: Gail Sayers = cool, little ass-kissers = uncool
yeah, it seems like it usually works that way. the ‘entourage’ always thinks they’re entitled. do we have a picture of gail sayers in the bar?
I talked to him (he’s pretty laid back) but I didn’t take his picture. Sorry. I usually like to downplay celebs. He also dropped a twenty dollar bill on the floor and the doorman stopped him and picked it up for him. I can’t remember who the doorguy was, tho.
yeah, i know what you mean. i wouldn’t have taken a photo of him either had i been there. i didn’t know you talked to him though, that’s cool. one of these days i’ll have to add him to the ‘famous people’ posts.
Pants…I was that “doorguy”. I asked Gail Sayer for the $1 cover. Gail was getting his money out to pay(in doing so he dropped that $20). A guy in the group said. “Gail Sayer doesn’t pay cover charge”….my reply was..”well someone needs to pay it or Gail Sayers can’t come into the Sandbar”. The douchebag with Gail paid it.
p.s.. Gail is a cool cat! “I love you Brian Piccalo!!”
so, mr. sayers is going to be in town sometime in the near future signing copies of his new book…maybe he’ll make another trip to the sandbar?? i need to find that dollar bill and take a picture of it.