Yesterday I was walking by the Gowanus Houses when an empty Hellman's mayonnaise jar crashed onto the sidewalk a foot or so from me, shattered glass bits spraying at my ankles. (I have to assume it was thrown from a very high apartment - there was really no other possible explanation). Gowanus confetti? It would appear that this lamentable tradition lives on in Brooklyn.
Apparently, some resident found your call objectionable. Or perhaps just needed to unburden him/herself of a cumbersome jar.Sigh, it's all fun and games until somebody shies a few bottles.