Only in NYC:

On the way home from the gig this evening, passing by Andrew’s Coffee Shop on 35th and 7th, I (along with dozens of other folks) witnessed a drunken dude standing by the huge window of said diner yelling at a “No Parking” sign.

He suddenly stopped yelling, adjusted his tie, turned on his heel, and staggered close to the window facing the diners inside who were – until that moment – enjoying a nice meal on a cool Manhattan evening.

…In one swift motion, the drunken dude quickly dropped trou’ and showed the dinners his ding-dong in all its glory.

He displayed that thing like it was the diner’s Blue Plate Special.

He pressed it right up against the glass window while several tourists, a waitress, two construction workers and a bike messenger stared in disbelief. Even I gave pause.

Drunk or not, that took a lot of balls (no pun intended.) Other than yelling at the No Parking sign and the above mentioned Anthony Weiner-like indiscretion, he seemed like an ordinary business man on his way home from happy hour.

The entire show lasted about fifteen seconds.

Most pedestrians just kept on truckin’ by. And several of us were laughing at the entire incident.

What else could we do? There was nothing any one could do!

So, I kept on truckin’ too. Strolling toward the R train at 34th street…LMAO thinking to myself: I’m glad I don’t have to clean that window.

Well, that’s what it’s like in Midtown on a weekday evening heading to the R train.