I was a bartender at Bali Satay House. I'm sure many are familiar with the owner, Iwan. He was a character always trying to turn a buck. More than 50% of his revenue came from the restaurant, so Bali Satay was the only place that could legally let 18-20 year olds into the bar. He took full advantage charging $20 cover for hip hop night every couple Saturdays. We'd have 30-40 people waiting in line pounding on the glass to get in. Most of the football team would be there, usually a few fights would break out, a lot of girls pulling each other's hair out. We sealed the deal with a high school Leonard Johnson. He had a good time. That was a hell of a scene. I guess it wasn't a bad job as much as it was an absolute circus. I made some pretty good money there, but holy hell, never knew what you would see night to night. I honestly miss seeing some of the most random traveling regional music acts on a Wednesday.