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If you put down food in Showcase Cienma in Woodgreen ... its likely to get teefed ... by MICE!!
Me and a friend went to see a film but we got there to early (strange for black people i know, well actually we got there to late for the previous showing lol) so we decided to grab a pizza at pizza hut round the corner 1st. 1st of all they took ages to bring the starters, not the main course, the starters and when they did bring the starters, the garlic bread wid cheese was harldy toasted. It was like some one lit a match close by to the bread and hoped for the best than it being put under the grill! But as it was late and i was starving like marvin, so me and my friend just ait it. Now we waiting for the main pizza and its getting late now. We got 10 mins to eat and get in the Cinema. SO we just got the pizza to go.
Now we get there and order our tickets and im thinking, a decent film wid a heavy munch that we are about to sneak inside, so i was grinning hard. We get in and the screen aint packed at all, about 10 peeps max in there. So me and my fren settle down and we eating the pizza and the pizza is tastying GOOD. After eating most of it I close back the box and put the box on the arm of the chair next to me wid the plastic bag on top. Had two slices of tasty pizza left in the box for breakfast the next morning.
So tings all cool yer, watching the film and i start to hear russlings. I look to my right and i see the bag moving slightly. Im thinking Uuuuuuuuuummmmm .. there no breese in here, or AC or nothing, wat a-gwawn, so i move the bag a likkle from one side of the box
to the other and it seems to stop, im like ok. 2 mins lata, same rustleings again! So now i move the bag off the box all together now and wat do i see staring back at me!!! But some small furry rodent. We star at each other for about a second and then its gone! Im like NO WAY!!!! I go to my fren, I just saw a mouse and she's like yer , wat ever, stop joking as the film is quite scary and she thought i was trying to add in extra effects!! I was like ok, but we moving from here!
So we move 5 rows down and i start noticing tings! I notice a couple get up and go out .. well more like the woman get up and quickmarch out followed by her husband wid a moany, rolling his eyes at the sky look on his face, then two boys get up and hot step from the back to the front of the cienma only to jump up 2 mins lata to hot step out again judt as quick. When i got out the screen, the whole cinema was deserted!! No staff, no 1 any where!! Trust me I was looking hard, VERY HARD to see someone, and no 1 was around plus my fren was dragging me out as she could see i was looking to start beef with any one in staff uniform and she was right, forget beef, i was looking to start mad cow up in the place! Was vex man! 2 slices of tasty pizza WASTED!
Later on I will be e-mailing them and i'll post the reply up in here! Im getting some kinda of compensation!
So on the way home, i thought i would get my self a BIG bottle of volvic water strawberry flavour, to cheer me up a likkle. The Guy at the till says buy 1 get 1 free so im like yer man, cool. I buy them and take it home. I open one and take a sip and it tastes NASTY! I check the bottle, its some Sugar free business CHUPIDNESS on it!! My gosh man, i was NOT IMPRESSED, (i think i will be e-mailing them as well). All in all, i was not impressed by services provided by two very big campanies yesterday evening!
TERROR AT STING
Claude Mills, Staff Reporter
THE UGLY face of the mob ruled Sting 2003 at the Jamworld Entertainment Centre in Portmore, St. Catherine, as bottles, stones and gunshots peppered the air to bring a premature, terror-filled end to the annual dancehall show on Boxing Day.
The police say seven persons were injured, including a CVM employee, during the ensuing melee and mini-stampedes in the venue as people bolted for safety, seconds after it was announced that deejay Bounty Killer would not be appearing on the show.
Women, some skimpily-clad, scampered for cover, kicking off their shoes in the process, and hightailed it out of the venue barefooted. Patrons in the VIP section of the crowd hid under the stage, sheltered behind buses and water tanks, and tore down chain-link fences as bottles fell like Old Testament hail from the sky. A member of The Sunday Gleaner news team sought shelter under a tractor, parked close to the front of the stage, while patrons ran helter-skelter around the venue.
For the next six minutes, the 'rat-a-tat-tat' of automatic gunfire filled the air and, occasionally, there was a twang of metal as stones and bottles smashed against the steel hull of the tractor. Broken glass littered the sand. Heavily-armed security personnel, with a TV news cameraman in tow, ran towards the retreating crowd in an attempt to stop the bottles.
Meanwhile, a woman who hunkered under the tractor was almost hysterical in her terror at the situation that was threatening to escalate out of control.
"Ah careless mi careless... why me de ya so? Mi coulda de home wid me baby right now... how the people dem awful so? Every year, ah de same slackness gwaan ah Sting," she cried as a bottle smashed only a few feet away from where she crouched.
The pressure cooker situation had been created earlier by an on-stage fight between Ninja Man and Vybz Kartel at about 5:45 a.m. yesterday.
Vybz Kartel sent out a clear warning that he was taking no prisoners at Sting 2003, and that he was going to clash with the feared Desmond 'Ninja Man' Ballentine, and that he intended to defeat him.
"This is not Heineken Startime, this is Guinness Wartime. Oonu nah call him out!" he said belligerently. He then did singles like Gun Clown, and Buss Mi Gun Like Nutten.
"Anno pose and clothes, ah lyrics win war! Dem only have strength fi beat up woman, and throw pickney through window," he declared to shouts of approval of the crowd.
After a while, he exited the stage, and then Ninja Man, dressed in black graduation gown and matching hat with tassels, walked out to wild ovations. However, as he began to deejay, a partisan contingent of the crowd began to rain water bottles at him, one of which whizzed by his face.
Kartel ran onto the stage at this point, and deejayed a few words to loud cheers from the audience.
Then Ninja Man appeared to push Kartel on the shoulder. One of Kartel's cronies attacked Ninja Man from behind, and Kartel floored Ninja Man with a punch that sent him sprawling backwards. The crowd stood stunned while fists flew everywhere. Security personnel stormed the stage at this point, but not before Kartel delivered a final kick to the now prostrate Ninja Man.
ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE
At that point, the show tottered on the knife edge of chaos, but the arrival of Beenie Man on stage restored calm, and he delivered a set laced with hit songs that sedated the roiling anger of the audience. However, once he left the stage, and emcee Nuffy announced that Bounty Killer would not be performing, all hell broke loose.
Isaiah Laing, CEO of Supreme Promotions Ltd., explained the reason behind the presence of glass bottles inside the venue.
"The crowd invaded the bar, and took the bottles, and started to fling them towards the stage," he explained.
Rohan Butler, manager of Vybz Kartel, couched his artiste's involvement in the fracas on-stage as "a case of self-defence".
"I am upset that it became a physical battle, but a man has to defend himself. Ninja Man said he came to kill the Alliance, why did he walk up unless he came for that purpose? The deejay was defending himself, Ninja Man pushed him two times, and he reacted by pushing him back. Regardless of whatever, Ninja Man is to be blamed, he first assaulted my artiste... but I am upset, it should never have reached that level," Mr. Butler said. "Mi sorry seh ah my artiste involve inna it, but supposed it was Ninja Man beat up Vybz Kartel, you would hear seh Ninja Man ah bad man, so why when it is the next way around that people have something bad to say about Kartel?"
But Ninja Man told The Sunday Gleaner, "Him chuck mi first, mi chuck him back, a man grab mi from back way, a man sweep weh mi foot, and by the time mi look, is a bottle dat inna my face. The Alliance fi dead, somebody fi dead, mi a wait pon the meeting with the police fi work that out. I don't want to be the old Ninja Man, if dem neglect mi, mi a go kill somebody, mi go pon stage fi mek the people dem feel nice."
-From The Gleaner, A Newspaper in Kingston, Jamaica