Concert goers live in a world they believe to be loud and free. But there is, unheard by most, an outer world, a barrier between in and out, just as loud but not as free as they thought — the world outside a venue, where the door guy simply wants you to pay the cover charge. Welcome to a few nights in the life of Tin Roof's door dude, Rex Stickel.
A lady walks up.
Lady: "Is there a cover?"
Me: "Yes, there are four bands. The cover is $8."
Lady: "I don't have any cash..."
Me: "We actually have an ATM inside."
Lady: "I actually don't have any money."
Me: "Oh ... OK..."
A guy walks up with a buddy trailing behind.
Me: "There's a $10 cover for a burlesque show tonight."
Guy: "Great — can I use the ATM inside?"
Me: "Yes, you can."
His buddy finally shows up.
Buddy: "Did he already go inside?"
Me: "He's using the ATM."
Buddy: "OK, good. He's dragging me out, so he can pay for it."
Me: "He's dragging you out to a burlesque show? Oh, you poor bastard."
A lady comes outside from the burlesque show.
Lady: "Do I need to pay anything to get back in?"
Me: "Just attention, once you're back inside."
Lady: "I think I can handle that."
I approach a group of women who are inside before the doors open.
Me: "Hello, I'm taking the cover tonight."
Lady: "I was wondering when you were gonna show up. We saw no one was at the door so we didn't think there would be a cover."
Me: "Sorry, they hadn't unlocked the broom closet I live in when I'm not working door."
A group of young men walk up.
Me: "Hey guys, we have a show tonight. The cover is $7 and I need everyone's ID."
Guy: "Oh ... Is it 21 and up?"
Me: "It is."
Guy: "Do you take fake IDs?"
Me: "Only if I wanna lose my job."
Me: "Hey, man. It's $5 for the comedy show."
Guy: "Isn't it free for comedians?"
Me: "Sure, but if you can support, the headliner would appreciate it."
Guy: "Right on. I'm kinda broke, so..."
He starts pulling at the stage door.
Me: "That's fine, man, but go through the front door."
Guy: "Oh. Are you new here?"
Me: "Not even close."
Two ladies walk up.
Me: "Hey, ladi—"
Lady 1: "Where's the front door?"
Lady 2: "Do you need to see our IDs?"
Lady 1: "Oh my God, how young do we look?"
Lady 2: "I gotta find my new ID." She drops her purse.
Lady 1: "Really look at mine because it's brand new."
Lady 2: "Finally got rid of your Pennsylvania ID?"
Me: "Ladies! We're having a show tonight and there is a $7 cover."
Lady 1: "Seven dollars?"
Lady 2: "Why didn't you tell us that?"
A guy walks up behind two women paying the cover.
Me: "Hey, man, it's $7 for the show."
I make change for the women. The guy tries to hand me his money.
Guy: "Uhh ... Who do I pay? Someone inside? You?"
Me: "Me. You're in line, sir."
A guy walks up.
Me: "Hey, man. You here for the show?"
Guy: "Yeah, man, I'm here to see my friends band, what are they called ... Oh yeah, Modern Fries."
Me: "Modern Fires?"
Guy: "Yeah, my friends, they're in that band Modern Fries."