Glutter’s Hong Kong and Glutter’s Random Rants
Talking about Dragon i, and how I wished my daddy could give me enough money to run a club. A friend pointed out something about my character that I would never think of myself but had to admit was true.
The club I would create most probably will be the kind of place I would never go to. It would end up having the strictest dress code and most restrictive clientele criteria ever created. (Maybe I will because it would let me in no problem, right?)
“If YOU ran a club? It wouldn’t be a free for all at all! You would personally stand at the door and scrutinize the shoes and bar people from going in. “You OUT! No waaay! Ya gotta be kidding baaaby!” It won’t have the sensibilities of dragon I, but at the heart of it, the philosophy would be the same. Don’t you remember practically refusing to go to Liquid after you saw someone from your old job there, and said, “If she knew where it was, it’s over.””
He’s right. He knows me better than myself. I would personally vet every DJ, and make them play me a six hour set, and sign contracts not the put certain tracks on (I don’t care if it’s catchy, it sucks…). I wouldn’t get a band in unless they can play to the audience of five, and still manage to act like it was a crowd of 1000, and if they had “yeah, yeah, yeah” or “Oh, Yeah” in the lyrics, that would be the end of it.
I would hand out check lists to the door bitches of what to look out for:
Do not let in people who spent $9000 to look like a gangsta. Do not let anyone with a belly button ring without a facial one in (unless something more interesting is pierced) especially if they are the owner of a dolphin/butterfly/fairy tattoo. No Floral Prints. No un-ironic bob cuts. If someone looks like they think they might not get in, don’t let them. If they have that stuck up girl blank look or too red lipstick, talk to them first, forgive them only if they are high or just went to a job interview. Make people wipe off glitter makeup, it’s sooo 1997. Make that kid carrying a guitar or bass play something first. And unless you want to be fired, NO LIGHT PINK DRESS SHIRTS on men -except if the cut stands out more than the color.
Always remember. Our Company Motto is: We don’t want those people here.
Plus a weekly test of staff by holding photos of people I don’t like with different haircuts to make sure they recognize their FACE.
Thank God, My daddy doesn’t have enough money for me to blow on a club. I would be fielding calls all day of “Your Club Didn’t Let ME… ME.. IN!” and some of them would be from my closest and best friends.
(“I TOLD you not to wear that! Aiya!”)
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