I was at work, and like any typical saturday, I stood in the aisle looking all intimidating and awesome, like I normally do. Around 2am I was handling an issue at the far side of the floor, near the bar, then cleared the aisle out, as there were at least 100 people in it... so many that I couldn't see what was going on on the other side of them. Once I got the aisle clear, a woman standing next to me says "they need you by the middle bar (we have three of them on that floor) quick"

I run and push through the crowd in time to see a fight coming to an end and a guy laying out on the floor with a 3.5 or so inch gash in his throat. He was losing blood pretty rapidly, but I could see that the flesh underneath his skin wasn't cut. We kept the crowd away from him and made space for the cops and paramedics to get to him. The guy is gonna live, and we caught the idiot that cut him.