An interesting story from the weekend:

Tino and I went to a bar on the upper east side to meet the aforementioned "Randy" for his birthday celebration of $1 drinks when you purchase a wrist band for $5. Felt like I was back in texas with the cheap drinks. But I "paid" for it with the loud college-type people and crappy music. Our group of 7 sat down for dinner in the back of the bar/grill and as we finished our meal, the bar started moving tables, making room for dancin'. They let us stay at our table. All of our eyes were drawn to this man dancing. He was all over the place, popping and locking and gyrating with any woman he could pull into his realm. I made sure not to make eye contact with him when tino went to the restroom. Scary thought. His dancing made other people want to dance and another gentleman, oh wait, sleezy guy danced over our way with a young barely dressed girl. Since Tino was in the bathroom, this lovely couple used his chair for a lap dance of sorts. Gross. And when she got off, I mean up, he proceeded to put his foot on the chair and gyrated all over the place. It was gross, but all of our eyes were fixed on this guy. Like a bad accident. He put his foot down on the ground and within seconds he and his lovely skank fell on the floor. They must have slipped on the sweat on the floor from the crazy dancin man. Either way, nasty guy and girl got up and he started grabbing his knee in pain, and then he made up a silly dance of grabbing his knee in rhythm to the music. He then sat down in the tainted chair and seemed to be in pain. He leans back and says to our group "I'm a nurse and I think I broke, I mean sprained my knee." We asked if he was ok and he said "is anyone at this table a lawyer?" We all look at Tino as he is an attorney...not personal injury and not an ambulance chaser as this guy seemed to be kin to. He was totally faking!! He wanted attention and claimed he couldnt walk and that he was going to sue the bar. Yet, he wasnt grimacing or upset or anything like that. He asks if Tino is jewish and when he says he's not, nasty guy gets upset...."man!" he says "that's too bad." I cant remember how, but he tells us his name....Prince Nasir. I'm still not sure what to make of that. Next, he gets the manager and these two huge bouncers over to the table. Our group is deciding to leave at this point, all claiming that we saw nothing...we are all too educated (and honestly not as drunk as he is) to get invovled and be in this mess. As we are leaving, he's being carried out of the bar and the rest is unknown. i wonder why this guy thought he could sue the bar when he was very intoxicated and it's a freakin' bar...there are wet patches everywhere...people spill beer and you shouldnt be lap dancing and gyrating all over a chair and a woman when you could fall. But that's just my opinion....