What's the deal with splitting the tab at the restaurant? Who came up with this stupidity?
I order a tuna melt and some chips with a free glass of ice water with lemon. They ordered a steak, baked potato, and dessert. And that's not counting the 4 beers! But now, suddenly, we're on some kind of communist meal plan where everybody pays the same? GTFO.
Four beers! Do you know what four beers costs at a restaurant? That's a car payment! I'm picking lemon seeds out of the tap water I'm drinking and nibbling on my humble little tuna sandwich like a monk, and somehow I owe the same amount as the guy who's eating like it's his last supper?
Of course there's always that one person who goes, "Well, it all evens out in the end." Bullshit! It never evens out! When I order lobster and a bottle of wine? "Oh no! No no no. Let's just pay individually."
So now I've got to choose between being that guy - the guy who pulls out the calculator and becomes the CPA of dinner - or just accepting that I'm subsidizing somebody's drinking problem.
This madness never ends!