another day, another drunk

The title of my blog pretty much sums up my nights. Working in a club all you tend to find are drunks, and the odd druggie. The sad thing is that it isn't just the supposedly mature and responsible people who pass through the entrance that are carrying.
Case in point. Working Sunday night, it was a 14 to 18 party, and a 15 year old was led away in cuffs for possession with intent to supply mdma. That is only the unfortunate tip of the iceberg however. At a guess I would say it was a 50/50 split between drunks and drugs at this party.
Seeing this week in, week out has made my outlook slightly jaded. I remember first walking into this job, how optimistic I was, and in two short months now I just give security the nod and those drunks that aren't able to keep the floors clean, or off the floor because they sit around get a helping hand out of the club.

Ah well, another day, another drunk.