Klubb Fantoft

As mentioned before, I managed to land myself a wee job at Klubb Fantoft, and on Friday I had my first shift. It was a long night because we had to be there early to set everything up, and of course we were there quite a while afterwards cleaning up the mess (and drinking beer that was otherwise going to be thrown away, but that's another story).

Me in my funky Klubb Fantoft tshirt

I was supposed to be doing shift leader training, but the guy was going through everything so quickly that I'm really not sure I could do it yet. Thankfully I have another couple shifts with someone else in charge first. Anyhow, it was quite fun when the punters started coming in, and I even served a few actual Norwegians - gasp! You don't see many of those around Fantoft.

The games room at Klubb Fantoft. I couldn't really find a decent photo of the main bar area. Perhaps I'll have to do another video tour ;)

Everything went swimmingly until 2.30am when we had to throw everyone out, and a few big Russian guys took it upon themselves to start fighting outside, even producing hammers and a crowbar from somewhere. At that point there was a huge amount of panicking and police-calling. It has to be said that I'm hard to phase, because I couldn't even get that worked-up when the bar manager had to fight to stop some other students from joining in with the fighting. I can't quite decide if that's a good or bad trait when you're working in a club (calm in a crisis - no?). He, on the other hand, was really quite shaken by the whole ordeal. It would appear that Norwegians don't much go in for bashing each others' brains in. That's nice.