I was working at a just-opened Manhattan night club then, between 79th & 80th on Second Avenue. Upstairs was open for business, but the construction crew still had debris to remove from the basement, so their dump truck was out front. We took the oportunity to add some of the bar garbage to it, and apparently were ratted out to the union.
On about the third day we had a threatening "visit" from several waste disposal technicians displeased with our "strike breaking" efforts. A couple of the bouncers and I met them outside, armed with the iron pipe supports that held up some bar height tables that fold down against the wall for the stand up crowds on weekends. A couple of them were carrying what looked like broomsticks. A lot of nasty words were exchanged, but when a patrol car from the one-nine pulled up, they decided to leave.
One-nine = 19th Precinct.
Yuse guys were offending da dignity of da membership by troin ta take our woik.