Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.
Contrary to beliefs it’s not really the bouncer’s job to win fights. It’s my job to keep the bar safe for the 99% of the patrons who came to have a great time, let go of the stress of the work week; to dance, to laugh and hopefully go home with someone hot. To most of them, I’m the guy who checks their ID for proof of legal age, and later tells them where to find the bathroom. But, for the 1%, whose inner life holds unresolved trauma and pain, who came out tonight to get wasted, and perhaps to find trouble- they will find a different me.
And, I must remember that they are not my enemies. They are just like me. They are human beings trying to make it in a chaotic universe. They are children of the same source, children of imperfect parents, and now these children are all grown up and drunk and acting silly and horny and they’re going to have to learn their lessons the hard way. All I can do is end the conflict with great skill, and try not to take it personally. And, then return to my post, wait for the adrenaline to pass, then help a couple of drunk girls find their shoes.