I've had the misfortune to go to 'Hustle' once for about an hour and can safely say I won't be going back anytime soon. (perhaps with the caveat '..unless I go to work in the demolitions industry and they require my professional help')
The drinks are overpriced, it stinks (of urine), you need a pair of waders to go to the toilet (if you value your trousers), your feet stick to the small, cramped dancefloor, the music is dreadful and so loud that the cheap sound system distorts.
As you can imagine, such a place attracts a clientele from the lowest rungs of society. In my brief exposure I was stood next to something that was repeatedly and quite clearly purposefully bumping into me (presumably looking for trouble). I politely and reasonably asked it to stop a couple of times which prompted it's friend to come over furiously shouting at me (clearly with the intention of trying to provoke a fight). I've never been in a fight or hit anyone in my life and I had no plans to start on this occaision.
This brings me to a swift encounter with the security staff. Suddenly, whilst being ticked off by the said angry creature on the dancefloor, from behind some bouncer grabbed me (badly bruising both my arms) pushed me to the back door, rammed my face into it (giving me another bruise on my cheekbone) and slung me out!
Now, when you're looking for an employee who you want to work at 2am for minimum wage and whose main duties involve roughing people up a bit for no reason, I understand that you can't be too picky. You're essentially limited to an under-evolved ape with a 6 inch skull encasing a small pickled onion to carry out logical operations. However, it's clear that they have a responsibility (for the safety of people like myself) and they should be trained to judge a situation and resolve it appropriately, in this case simply telling the aggressive creature to cool it and, if you like, asking us to leave (which I would have happily done, given the choice) grabbing me from behind with no warning, slinging both of us out and injuring me in the process is a disproportionate response and, in my opinion, enitirely the fault of this dingy little establishment for not having sensible set protocols for it's staff to follow (which I'm sure must exist in most proper clubs and in fact within the 'profession' of being a bouncer generally).
Overall, if you like tacky shots and cocktails, the smell of urine, children's music and visiting the Zoo - this is the place for you. If not, do yourself a favour and go somewhere - anywhere - else.
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