After work, on my way home. Carrying the laptop bag extremely hurting on the sunburn of my shoulders, i decide to sit down in a bar in the location to drink a beer and do some work. So as I sit down, with the time people join me and conversations start. Everybody around me is very drunk and I just take it as a situation to experience. A drunk girl talks to me and tells me her life story, growing up in Limpopo and now looking for a job in Somerset.
I just do some small talk and dont worry much what its all about.
Suddenly an old man comes in, approaches the woman and starts kicking and beating her in a brutally way I have never seen before. The guy next to me stands up and everyone is screaming in xhosa. Eventually they push the man out and it is quiet again. The woman, still lying on the floor, stands up and grabs a big beer bottle. She smashes the bottom off and also leaves the bar.
A few minutes later she comes in again, blood everywhere and heads towards the bathroom; washes off and comes back as nothing happened. I just ask the guy next to me what the hell happened just now and he explaines to me that the girl was not supposed to talk to a white person. I tell him that I am not South African, but he explaines that the hate against any other colour is so deep that nationality does not matter. I ask him if I shouldn't rather leave, but he encourages me to stay and we continue talking about his broken computer.
Half an hour later the old man, also clean now from the blood, comes in again and tries to pull the girl out of the bar. This time the 3 guys around me were better prepared and throw him out. I just could listen to people fighting outside and a few minutes later, they came in again. Meanwhile the drunk guy who was lying on the floor the whole time, gets up, still not standing stable at all and urinates into the middle of the tavern before he falls down again. I have seen enough. Pick up my laptop bag which i was protecting all the time between my feet and leave.