Bar stories in NYC

This blog is for sharing bizarre stories while drinking at bars around NYC. Stuff that just happens whether in Brooklyn, Queens, Bronx, or Manhattan (oh yeah Staten Island too)! Do they even have bars on Staten Island?? I remember my aunt telling me years ago when she moved there that they were so civilized none of the video stores had any "adult" titles. Is that still true?? Sheesh, what do they do for fun!? Not implying that pornography is the only way to have fun, but I mean come on - relax, why be so uptight about it? I quite enjoy it myself, in moderation of course (if that's possible-hehe). Well, here's a stupid thing that happened last night in DUMBO (down under manhattan bridge overpass); for those who are not familiar with the term, it's a 'chic' area in Brooklyn. I walk in to the place alone looking for a quick beer and a friendly game of pool (pocket billiards for all you snotty english types). So I proceed to put my name on the chalkboard and one guy (who was losing) tells me I was next. The guy who wins the game however insists on going around asking if any of his buddies wants to play first. Ok, so I play along and stay patient sipping my Hoegaarden with a slice of lemon (interesting taste). Finally, after he beats his two buddies, it's my turn. He wasn't a very good player up to now but manages to keep even with me until we each only have one ball and the 8 ball to sink and win. Well, he beats me to the 8 ball first and has to play it off the rail for fear of scratching. He misses the 8 ball entirely! Now anyone who knows the rules of the game, if you do not even touch the 8 ball when aiming for it (your last shot), you lose the game! So after he misses, I didn't make a big deal out of it since I didn't want to hurt his feelings after he beat all his friends. I just pretend that I still need to sink the 8 ball. I had a very similar shot and decided to also try and play it off the rail so I wouldn't scratch. Well, wouldn't you know it but I scratched anyway!? So now he's jumping up and down so happy that he won the game!! What a loser. He says to me, "Put your name back on the board." That's when I left, you know the type...