Reporting For CITY CRAWLER - an interesting read..

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IF YOU DONT WANT TO GET BEAT.......
by Miss Zee

So, it’s Thursday night once again, and armed with my blue stilettos and matching mascara (yeah! I know I’m weird) I head off to play sports lounge. Now, the only passable reason why you wouldn’t know that ‘’play’’ absolutely owns Thursday night is if you don’t live in the Federal Capital... (Doesn’t mean you are still forgiven though)...

The club is banging as usual... All the beautiful people are out and looking hawt... Drinks flowing in and out like a river and the DJ is killing it... I am really having a fantabulous time and rocking to the beat, checking out who’s hot... and who’s not... when, suddenly, I hear the crash of a bottle from somewhere behind me in the V.I.P area. I really don’t feel the need for any alarm because I am thinking it has to be one of the usual overzealous dancers type bump into a table kind of scenario... when, yet again, the crash is followed by another and another and now, I have really got to see what is happening... I climb onto a sofa (my apologies to the owners) and I spy with my mini eye that a fight has broken out... It’s sort of funny really, because it’s like some scene from one of those cowboy movies... Everything is happening so fast... Punches are being thrown here and there... Some dude who apparently appears to be the ‘’bad guy’’ in the situation is pushed to the floor and boys are all trying to quell tempers and the girls clutching at their purses and looking ready to beat it.. (Lol!! ) When the security men come in, break it up and take the boys outside. I have to hand it to the security folks; they were in as quick as lightening (talk about rapid response).

Now, of course, a perfectly good party had been ruined as a bundle of people quickly scurried out of the place. Some die hard loyalists still hung around though and the DJ didn’t even miss a beat... The music is still uber upbeat. And, that’s when miss zee (cest moi) decided to scoop around for some info...

The story goes forth, some certain big boy import from Lagos (let’s call him Chu) while popping champagne in the club asides from spilling most or all of it on the floor and on the people around (annoying if you are not friends) decided it would be a good idea to hurl the empty bottle in the air (trying out for Guinness records maybe) and this bottle landed on an Abuja big boy (let’s call him Abb)... Apparently Chu was warned about his antics but what’s that adage again about the dog that doesn’t listen to his masters whistle.... he did it yet again... and that was how the brawl began... Abb stepped up to Chu and punched him. Chu’s friends of course joined in trying to protect their friend and Abb’s friends wouldn’t be outdone either. The irony of the situation is that Chu even tripped and fell on the champs he poured on the floor and was pounced on (That would teach him not to wet tile)... Anyway, the boys actually caused a whole lot of a ruckus and I really don’t even want to begin to estimate how much glass they broke and damage done (Erm... hope they are made to pay for it) before they were whisked out. Anyway, according to my source, the fight was continued on the outside (loved my face way too much to go investigate).

My personal hero of the day though, is the DJ who didn’t stop the good stuff coming... And rest assured, play is such a nice club that I don’t think this 1 incident would make a dent... The morale of the story though is, “if u don’t want to get beat.... please, do stick to champagne in a glass and down your throat...”

And that’s yet another Thursday in the capital city...