Heavy Drinking, Light Job

| Friendly | January 29, 2017

(I work as a light technician at a music venue, and I have my share of stories about drunk people at those parties. This night in particular was quite mentionable since so many things happened. It’s a concert of a Dutch folk singer and the audience is mostly middle aged woman, some teens, and a couple of elders. After the concert there’s a disco and most people are pretty drunk at this point. I’m getting asked multiple times if I can change the song or get comments that they don’t like the songs that are played. In other words: they think I’m the DJ. Every time I try to explain I’m the light tech they reply with things like “Wait, a GIRL technician? Noooo!” or “I didn’t know the lights needed controlling.” ┬áIt’s getting later and most people start to go home. I put on the main lights and shutting of my station. A middle aged woman comes up to me and pouts like a little child.)

Woman: “I’m very sad. The night is over and we have to go home now. It makes me sad.”

Me: “Well, you can’t have everything in life, I guess. And we want to go home, too, you know.”

Woman: “Oh, I really understand that! But I miss the times when parties like this go on until six am, you know? *starts a whole story about the ‘good old days* “…and look at those young folk going home already! I’m double their age and I still drink them under the table! HA!”

(She finally stops talking and by this time I’m done closing up my station and the other staff has already begun sweeping the floor etc.)

Woman: “I can’t believe you put up with me. Here I am, drunk as a trucker, and I keep on babbling to you sober, hardworking people. You must think I’m very annoying right now.”

Me: “Ma’am, despite the fact you are indeed drunk, you’re polite and haven’t assaulted me yet. Believe me; you are not as annoying as you think you are! I’ve seen waaay worse.”

Woman: *holds up her glass* “Cheers!” *she wobbles away*

(Sometimes you do meet fun people in this job.)

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