Halloween Horror Story @ Tiger Tiger
Hello,
Did you do anything for Halloween? I did and it started off amazing but slowly turned into a nightmare. I went to Tiger Tiger in Croydon for a halloween event with one of my best friends, had a surprisingly good time but came out with a bigger surprise. My bag was gone!
I was holding it tightly before pushing my way out of the club with the crowd. When I got outside I suddenly realised my hand was now on my fur pocket as oppose to my bag. The panic started from then. I searched around frantically to see if anyone was holding it or if it was on the floor, but it wasn't.
I don't know if it was cleverly stolen or I dropped it. The film Focus (with Will Smith) has had me pretty paranoid and cautious. Some people are geniuses and can do things without you realising. If they did steal my bag right from my shoulder I'll cry. I'm always so careful, how did this happen? If I dropped it, anyone could've picked it up.
I alerted the security as soon as I noticed it was gone but the first guy was a bastard and practically told me to go home. I wasn't even allowed to go back inside to look. The next guy I spoke to said he'd look for me but didn't come back to tell me anything. He just came out to speak to his fellow security guards. What the hell!? It hit me at that point, my bag is likely gone. Goodbye to my keys, provisional driving licence, bank card, oyster card and a few other minor things. I'm so glad I had my phone in my pocket. I was devastated.
The security guards were so bad I had to get the police involved. That didn't help because the manager seemed the worst of them all. This seems like another club that should be shut down.
As soon as I got home I reported my bank card and oyster card as stolen, I called the police and I did all the necessary things.
Before losing my bag I had a good night though. Hot guys, good music, strong drinks, it was awesome. We danced the night away. As it was halloween it was an excuse to get dressed up of course. I was dressed as a sexy bunny (all I could pull off last minute) and felt amazing. How you feel accounts for way more than how you look. Sadly that wasn't enough to prevent my tears from falling later.
I hate how everyone working at Tiger Tiger dealt with the situation. They didn't care and they probably didn't even look for my bag. All I know they could've taken it. It's not like any of them seemed trustworthy. To be honest I wouldn't care if the club got shut down; I'm never ever going back there.
TTFN
Shanice x
Did you do anything for Halloween? I did and it started off amazing but slowly turned into a nightmare. I went to Tiger Tiger in Croydon for a halloween event with one of my best friends, had a surprisingly good time but came out with a bigger surprise. My bag was gone!
I was holding it tightly before pushing my way out of the club with the crowd. When I got outside I suddenly realised my hand was now on my fur pocket as oppose to my bag. The panic started from then. I searched around frantically to see if anyone was holding it or if it was on the floor, but it wasn't.
I don't know if it was cleverly stolen or I dropped it. The film Focus (with Will Smith) has had me pretty paranoid and cautious. Some people are geniuses and can do things without you realising. If they did steal my bag right from my shoulder I'll cry. I'm always so careful, how did this happen? If I dropped it, anyone could've picked it up.
I alerted the security as soon as I noticed it was gone but the first guy was a bastard and practically told me to go home. I wasn't even allowed to go back inside to look. The next guy I spoke to said he'd look for me but didn't come back to tell me anything. He just came out to speak to his fellow security guards. What the hell!? It hit me at that point, my bag is likely gone. Goodbye to my keys, provisional driving licence, bank card, oyster card and a few other minor things. I'm so glad I had my phone in my pocket. I was devastated.
The security guards were so bad I had to get the police involved. That didn't help because the manager seemed the worst of them all. This seems like another club that should be shut down.
As soon as I got home I reported my bank card and oyster card as stolen, I called the police and I did all the necessary things.
Before losing my bag I had a good night though. Hot guys, good music, strong drinks, it was awesome. We danced the night away. As it was halloween it was an excuse to get dressed up of course. I was dressed as a sexy bunny (all I could pull off last minute) and felt amazing. How you feel accounts for way more than how you look. Sadly that wasn't enough to prevent my tears from falling later.
I hate how everyone working at Tiger Tiger dealt with the situation. They didn't care and they probably didn't even look for my bag. All I know they could've taken it. It's not like any of them seemed trustworthy. To be honest I wouldn't care if the club got shut down; I'm never ever going back there.
TTFN
Shanice x
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