I had a nasty one of these from an admirer who got very "touchy" despite my protestations that I was both attached and not of the appropriate sexuality to be interested. After he actually groped me I asked the doorstaff to eject him which they duly did, perfectly professionally. End of story in my mind until I received a call from the venue management asking me to pop in for a chat. They had received a legal complaint based upon the allegation that my new "friend" had been ejected solely because he was gay. I was named in the complaint. It never reached court, but I had a few concerned if not exactly sleepless nights over it. Mud sticks and all that.Platypus wrote:A guy trying to pick me up even though I clearly stated I was the DJ and MARRIED, not a part of the singles group that had joined our dance for the night. He wouldn't leave the booth even though I pointedly told him to go. and then ignored him. What happened next? He slapped me on the rump.
Otherwise, the usual communication gaffes - like having two DJs show up at the same shift or once, when I DJed off of CDS, bringing the wrong folder and only being able to play music by artists whose last names were between N and R.
By far the most disconcerting event I've ever had at a dance though was when I was helping out another DJ. I was getting uncomfortably close attention from a young lady, not in a flirtatious way, but a definite invasion of personal space and stares that were plain unsettling. When I asked her to back off a little she broke down in tears, at which point a friend of hers confided that the reason she was paying me the attention was that I was uncannily similar looking to her deceased big brother. Awkward. Not half as awkward though as when her mother appeared (called to bring her home) and had a fit of hysterics. I took an early night.