Once they get too big, you can’t talk to anyone, some people order more than all the others and no one can ever do the math. Let’s call it a night
You might have read this week about the insane, obscene, disgusting meal that Vice Media founder Shane Smith and some thirty friends and colleagues enjoyed last month in Las Vegas. It was a dinner at the Prime Steakhouse at the Bellagio and the bill came to $300,000. The most expensive entrée on the menu at the Bellagio is an $85 rib-eye. Apparently numerous bottles of wine that cost more than $20,000 each were ordered.
I like to imagine that, rather than offering to pay for the whole thing himself, Smith suggested that everyone split the check evenly. “Let’s see,” he says, clicking the calculator icon on his iPhone. “So that comes to … $10,000 each, not including the tip.” The personal assistant sitting next to a Vice VP of marketing grimaces. That’s a third of his annual salary. And he didn’t even have any wine. He doesn’t drink.
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