Sherehe Chronicles: When your drinking buddies ditch you at the club

Be your brother’s keeper. This is a saying that time and again has been used to urge people to always take care of the person next to them.

Nowadays, over the weekend in Nakuru, there are two sure things, yaani lazima vitu mbili zipigwe: that is Manchester United na sherehe. For the latter, it is evident from the way you guyz come into the clubs at 8 pm and endeavor to leave when you see the sunrise.

Even though it sounds all fun and merry, there is a dark side to it. During our end of year party, we decided to do it differently; instead of the usual team building exercises, we decided to try clubbing.

As always, we congregated at our favourite joint and the fun began. Just as we were busy singing to our favourite afrobeat songs, a group of five women came in and sat next to us. All dressed up in their miniskirts and high-heel shoes.

At first, they looked like any normal girl group looking to have fun; they ordered a bottle of wine, which was to be shared among them. As the night progressed, the group of five became three, and another wine was bought.

After a while, the bottle was finished, and now there was only one woman left; the other two had left. After a while, this woman fell asleep on the table, and within minutes, we heard a thud, and it was this lone woman who had fallen from her chair to the ground.

She lay there unconscious for a while, not even reacting to the injuries she had sustained during the fall, a clear sign that she was intoxicated. It took the efforts of a good Samaritan who came to help her up and return her to her seat.

After helping her up, he placed her on the chair, left her leaning head on the table, and left. Soon after this, the woman then started puking on herself.

By this time, I had so many questions; the most critical one was, where were the friends she came in with? And also, what would become of her?

While exiting the establishment, I asked one of the security guards what they do in such cases. He said that they usually wake up by themselves early in the morning.

I also shared the predicament with the taxi driver who took me home, and he told me of a horrific ordeal that I would not want even my worst enemy to experience.

“I know of a case where that exact thing happened, and that woman was taken by a strange man, who took her to a lodging and took advantage of her. When she woke up in the morning, she found herself,” he says.
He explains that there are those men who would come to clubs and find such women who are vulnerable and take advantage of them, and he says during his night shifts it is a very common thing.