I got an sms last night. the person asked me where i was headed to and I replied that I'd be in velvet. And then she said "bring me in velvet"

I wish I owned Zouk but use your common sense. Asking me at 11.30 on a Saturday night to bring you in is ridiculous.

Also... asking me for a fake ID or to borrow mine crosses the line. Already this has happened once and the bouncers working there KNEW they were MY friends. Where do people get off thinking they can get away with it? and in the end reflects on who?

Lastly when you know someone's having a bad day, don't go up to him/her and ask what the heck is wrong with him/her.

I love this job but last night, I hated every single bit of it.