Tonight was an amazing night. It started with a visit to a local cafe, where a bunch of recovering addicts were DJing to each other. There was free pizza and about nine amazingly friendly, welcoming guys. Then I went on to the Opera House in Boscombe (not to listen to opera!), for a DJ night with the legendary Carl Cox.
The last time I was at the Opera House in an official capacity as Nightclub Chaplain, one doorman in particular had been a bit funny with us. While we were there, we had helped a girl who was distraught and had wet herself. Her boyfriend was inside the club, and I asked this doorman if I could go in and find him. He said, "Mate, you'll never find him, there's 2000 people in there!" But I had a photo, so I went in and spotted him immediately, slumped in a corner. I asked him to come outside with me and, as I led him out, the doorman said, "Oh my God, that was quick. What's that, divine intervention or something?" I just said, "Might be."
That was last time. So tonight I arrived and was waiting outside for a friend to get there, as I had a spare ticket for her, and while I waited made small talk with the doorstaff. One of them found my hair hilarious. He said it was porn star hair, and told me I looked ike Ron Jeremy (a large, balding porn star, with a thick black mustache). Not a comparison I would make! Now, I don't know many p
orn star's names, but I had recently ordered fifty 'Jesus Loves Porn Stars' Bibles from the USA. Funnily enough, these bibles have a story in them about Ron Jeremy, and how he had found faith in God. In the end, I had to nip back to the car to get my friend's ticket, so I picked up a porn star bible too, and gave it to the doorman when I got back. He was astounded, and said, "What are the chances of that!?!?" "I know," I said, "maybe you can read it."Then when I walked out at the end of the night, about 5am, he shook my hand and said, "Amazing, I will read it!" It was only then that I reminded him who I was from our previous encounter. He was shocked, as he hadn't put two and two together. So random; the oddity of that encounter compared to the last. But both had left the same taste in his mouth. He told me any time I wanted, I could just show up and he would let me in. Divine intervention indeed!
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