I work in a nightclub which traditionally does not get a lot of trouble. We only tend to get trouble when the “wrong” sort of people are out. When I say wrong, I won’t mince words. I mean the townies, the pikies, the chavs, the wankers. We don’t tend to let them in, but from time to time, on occasion, they slip through the net, and get past us.
Last Wednesday was one of the “biggest” nights we’ve had down there, with respect to the amount of trouble we had to deal with. Quite a lot of drunk people, and two big fights that resulted in us having to get physical and quite liderally throw people out the door (and at one point be involved in a fight outside). In fact, in the year or so that I’ve worked there I’d only ever have one person take an actual swing at me. On Wednesday, it happened twice. (Fortunately I was a lot quicker than them, on both occasions, and they didn’t get me).
Anyway, the link here. Big night in the club, lots of fighting, lots for us to do… on the same night as Oasis played a gig in Southampton. Big night, Oasis concert. Oasis are chavvy wankers, we had a load of chavvy wankers. Coincidence? I think not.