I was large enough to play football, but not fast enough, but instead, I ended up being a bouncer at a local club.
Whenever a live musical act would play I would hover near the stage, to make sure nothing awful happened.
Usually it was entirely peaceful, but depending on the kind of music and the drink specials, people would get drunk and rowdy plus there would be an altercation. Breaking up fights wasn’t awful work, I guess, but it didn’t pay money entirely well. These afternoons I have moved on to “greener” pastures, and I check IDs at the door of the local cannabis dispensary. Even though this is a legit business, run entirely similarly to a pharmacy, it is still a marijuana company and therefore it’s wise to be prepared for an uncivilized element. We do get people who come into the cannabis dispensary with no money or intent to buy anything, they are just looking for freebies, or to shoplift. Well, with a large hoss like me at the door, you better suppose almost everyone thinks twice about trying to pocket any cannabis products from our store! We also have a camera system, but no one watches them, we just record everything in case some cannabis products go missing so we can have proof. I much prefer this job, because I’ve had to chase a few people out of the cannabis dispensary, even though I haven’t had to break up one fistfight. That’s the wonderful thing about cannabis smokers, unlike drunks they are not prone to acts of violence, just taking naps.