A week in the life of an Abuja-based nightlife content creator

A week in the life is a weekly Zikoko series that explores the labor struggles of Nigerians. It captures the very spirit of what it means to hustle in Nigeria and puts you in the shoes of the subject for a week.

In this week A week in the life, I spoke with Chidera Nwagu, a content creator who works in three nightclubs in Abuja. She walked me through what it’s like to meet celebrities and “big boys from Abuja”, fend off creepy men and deal with sexism in the nation’s capital, all in a week’s work. Find out below.


I create content for a network of nightclubs in Abuja, so I work from Thursday to Saturday because that’s when the clubs are in full swing.

I work at night, but my body can’t sleep after 9 am. To keep busy in the morning, I focus on my side hustle where I work as a virtual assistant for an online shoe store in Lagos. Between 9 a.m. and 11 a.m., I take orders and respond to requests. Then I get out of bed and do the morning routines: brush my teeth, bathe, and prepare breakfast.

At noon, I prepare my outfit for the night, prepare my makeup and my accessories and head to my friend’s house. My friend is also my colleague, so we hang out in the afternoons to exchange ideas, joke and mentally prepare for the weekend.

Around 8 p.m., we begin to prepare properly. We take a long time to prepare, so we have to start early. When we’re done, we’ll go to a lounge and relax until 1am when the clubbers start partying.

My job as a nightclub content creator is to document the happenings of the night and share them on social media. I take photos of all the exciting moments and post them on social media. Is a big boy from Abuja spending money while his guys are cheering him on? I capture it. Does anyone order Azul? I record the procession and create visual content around it for Instagram. I even catch the occasional fight and anything that gets people talking, and distribute it on our social media channels.

I work with Play Network, a network of three nightclubs in Abuja. The first club, Play Imperial, opens around 1am. Then I head to the second club, Play Hilton, which is a Transcorp Hilton hotel. The third is 3:45 am, named after opening time – this is where everyone ends their night in Abuja.

Abuja’s nightlife is weird because people leave the club from 3:45 until dawn, change cars and go to work. My job is super stressful because I barely sleep. I finish clubs around 6am, and for some reason I can’t sleep after 9am. I’m trying to catch up on lost sleep from next Monday to Wednesday night, but I’m surprised I haven’t cracked since I started this job in January 2022.


The best part of this job is also the worst. I meet a lot of well-connected people. The network aspect of Abuja’s nightlife is fantastic; a conversation can change your life. All the celebrities, Abuja big boys and upper middle class people I would have needed to jump through hoops and obstacles to see on a typical day? They are in the club. My boss occasionally introduces me to someone important who might give me the opportunity to create content for him and get paid.

As I network a lot, I am also often harassed. Abuja men are a special breed. They are constructed differently, mehn. They don’t let me breathe. There’s always a guy who wants to talk even when I’m not in the mood, and they say the meanest, most unprintable things. Abuja men don’t look at the person. They are sensitive and just assume that when they see a young girl in the club at night, they can take her home. Oga, I’m just here to do my job. To release myself.

Don’t even let me talk about all the men who think I’m a running girl.

That night, as I was moving around and making videos, a man as old as my father approached me and said, “Come home with me,” in a cold, authoritative voice. , as if he were putting jazz in his mouth. I have never cracked so hard.

The other thing that stresses me out is all the alcohol I drink at the club. I already fed up. Also, I’m a content creator, so my job requires me to be on my feet all the time. All that standing and moving wears me down at the end of every night. My heels are constantly hurting me.

But the pay is cash and the perks that come with the job balance things out.


I fought today.

I usually stay at my boss’s table, but a friend of mine was visiting the 3:45 club, so I hung out with him. My co-worker followed, only for some weird drunk guy to start harassing her, trying to get her to come home with him. He would touch her and say nonsense like “I’m going to fuck you good.” I noticed his antics and switched places with my friend, but this guy didn’t leave her alone. He walked around me and continued to harass her. When she resisted, he poured his drink in her face, slapped her and started screaming and pulling her hair. I saw red. All I could think of was defending her, so I jumped on him and started fighting back.

My friend grabbed the drunken fool, picked up a bottle of Azul, and was ready to smash the stupid man’s head. But the bouncers held him back and started begging him.

After things calmed down, the bouncers wanted to kick me out, but my friend who owned the table stood up for me. He argued that I was an employee of the club and should be protected rather than kicked out. Bouncers often treat women badly and use any excuse to punish us just for being women.

The club world in Abuja is very sexist. Most of the time, women are not even allowed to enter clubs unless they are with men. It’s so stupid because why can’t a woman want to relax on her own? The only thing that saved me from being kicked out of my own workplace was that my friend is a boy from Abuja, the manager of another big club.

It didn’t make any sense, but that’s the kind of trash I have to deal with.

By the time I got home that beautiful Sunday morning, I was exhausted. All I had in mind was that I didn’t want to keep doing this every day. I want to get to a point where I don’t have to go to the club three times a week anymore. I would prefer to visit the club once a week, take photos and videos, post them and get paid.

I’m grateful that I don’t have to work until next Thursday. I’m going to sleep as much as I can, do my virtual assistant’s job, and mentally prepare for work next weekend.

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Hi, I’m Ama Udofa and I write the A Week in the Life series every Tuesday at 9am. If you want to be in the series or know someone interesting who fits the profile, fill in this form.

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