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Annoying Nairobi club habits
1. GIRLS WHO BOOZE TILL THEY BLAZE:
If the aim of boozing is having fun, just why do some Nairobian’s drink till the ‘touch the floor’? It really beats logic that you get invited for a night out my a friend and since this looks like a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity you decide to redeem the moment and enjoy to the last penny. Have you seen the way some people, especially girls, get so drunk during party night outs until they have no clue what their name is. Then they even go ahead, to vomit everything and blaze on the floor till someone drags them home.
2. MEN WHO THINK ALL GIRLS ARE LOOSE:
Have you met this group of men (call them old timers) who go to the club and order for the most priced drink them start looking around to see if the girls around them are interested? It is rather annoying that some Nairobi men always think that every girl in the club is looking for a man to take her home. Am talking about those men (mostly big bellied) who are so old school to realise that you are simply young enough to be their daughter and you only came to party the night out and not hear about another ‘government contract’ the man won.
3. IMPOSERS WHO JOIN YOUR TABLE UNINVITED:
Just how does a fellow you did not have in mind when you ordered your drink, leave alone leaving the house with a fixed budget, spot you in the club and join your table, inviting himself to your drink as he gives you endless stories. You have seen them! Shameless as they come, they join the table and enjoy the drinks with you, even consuming more than you, them when the time to clear the bill comes, they excuse themselves to the loo and disappear.
4. GUYS WHO REQUEST FOR PAPA WEMBA DURING BONGO NIGHT:
We will say this to save the deejay. We all know that you are from the eighties and you really adore your Lingala or Benga, if you prefer to call it so. But you are out on a Thursday uptown Bongo night and you are busy asking the deejay to play you a Papa Wemba song. Like seriously, this is not Radio Maisha Rhumba night my guy.
