By now you’ve probably heard that a lady named Christine Mancision has filed a couple lawsuits over being “clobbered” on a dance floor at wedding last year. The first is against James Graeber, the guy whose actions supposedly put a metal plate and five screws in Christine’s wrist. The second is against the Hyatt Morristown in New Jersey, which the victim claims encouraged Graeber to grab her arm, spin her around the dance floor and then fling her off to the side where she went “flying,” by overserving the guy when he was “visibly intoxicated,” adding “fuel to the fire” in Graeber’s dancing feet. Mancision, who works investor relations at Luxor Capital Group, wants a million in damages. Now, up front, let us just say it’s obviously a shame the girl had to go through surgery and “eight months of grueling rehabilitation.” But with the office holiday party season fast approaching, let us also say this:
…if you can’t take the moves, get off the dance floor. This is what people do. Yeah, Graeber was likely drunk but guess what? The spin and the fling is probably his go-to regardless. The booze just added a little get up and go to the delivery. Why should he be punished for being a phenomenal dancer? There’s no way he could’ve predicted his skills would’ve landed the girl in the hospital, which while unfortunate, is something that happens sometimes (if she hadn’t gotten hurt Christine would’ve been telling all her friends about the “awesome dancer” she met at the wedding in Jersey). And now he should be made to feel badly for nearly pulling off such a technical difficult and crowd-pleasing move, hang up his shoes and never get freaky again? What’s next, come December 10 Cliff Asness refrains from doing The Worm after dinner out of fear of breaking some feet in the process? Stever decides against attempting to execute a triple salchow, which he’s been practicing for months at this point and knows he could nail to delight of the staff? And other bull shit along those lines?