Corinne D.
Yelp
Okay, I never write yelp reviews anymore because frankly I find most of them cringe-inducing. In this case though I'm making an exception since this is the first club I've ever gone to where the bouncer actually made me feel physically unsafe.
It was my birthday yesterday and we landed on Trestle for their disco selection and go-go dancers. A group of six of us were there with more to join later in the evening. As we first arrived, the bouncer IMMEDIATELY looked at my friend and said "are you single?" before hitting on her partner as well. We chose to ignore it and made our way inside, paying the $5 cover and getting stamped.
The atmosphere inside was busy but fun; after watching the talented go go dancers and listening to some excellent disco, a few of us decided to get a breath of fresh air. I left my coat and wallet with a pal who decided to stay at the table, and because this ain't my first rodeo I made double sure with the indoor security guard that I'd be able to re-enter without a problem once we were done outside. He confirmed, so we stepped outside to find a very long line had formed. A few of my pals were on line and told me that the bouncer wasn't letting people back in, and had been a jerk to everyone entering the club.
This is where things get patently less chill. Myself and my friend attempted to go back inside to get my coat. The bouncer refused to let us, saying we had to wait on line again. I told him I had already paid and needed my coat and my wallet. He said he didn't care, and proceeded to laugh at my friend and I. He then decided we had to wait 48 seconds exactly without speaking before he would think about letting us inside. During this random 48 seconds he came closer to me, standing directly in my face and telling me "I do love this time we spend together. My name is Earl. You're not single."
Now, at this point I am livid. He turns to talk to someone else and I walk by him to get to the door, having had enough of this weird power trip. Earl then physically put his hands on me, blocking me from entering by holding his hand out across the door. He made us wait an additional ten seconds before he allowed my friend and I inside, making sure to touch both of us on our hips as we entered.
I immediately went to close out my tab and to tell our pals we were leaving. I told the bartender and the security officer inside that the bouncer was a scumbag, and they both apologized. The manager came up to me to apologize as well. Multiple other patrons who witnessed the interaction I had with this man made sure to voice their support, saying that it made them so uncomfortable that some of them were leaving too.
Apparently during this evening this particular bouncer also made another patron in a birthday crown cry, and referred to my friend (who showed up after we had left) as "sexy".
This was more than just crowd control. There was no reason we shouldn't have been allowed back into the venue to get our personal belongings after already having waited and paid. There was no reason we should have been subject to repeated sexual advances OR physical touch, as none of us were being rowdy or belligerent. I'm not sure how someone whose job it is to maintain the safety and efficacy of a space feels it's appropriate to tease, touch and harass their patrons, most of whom have been drinking.
It's a shame because we had been having a nice night, and would have continued to hang at the bar and drink for a few more hours.