Revenge Is A Dish Best Served After The Check Is Paid!

Dinner with a broker in NYC is a sight to behold.  The events are bacchanalian delights!  They are usually at the most expensive restaurants in the city and the amount of food and drink ordered would make Ralphie May blush!

Want to try something, order two.  Never heard of a dish, order a few for the table.  Pretty soon you can't even see the table with the amount of food and beverage on display.  Client entertainment is the life blood of the NYC restaurant scene and getting a big Wall Street table is a waiter or waitresses dream.  20-30% tips on $1000 tabs can make their day, but occasionally they have to take some abuse from a few drunken suits.

One night I met my good friend and broker Anthony out at a steak house in midtown.  Myself and a few colleagues had already had a few cocktails by the time we sat down to order.  Our waiter was an elderly Italian gentleman (Anthony our borker is also Italian) and suggested a ton of food for us.  5 kinds of potatoes, filet mignons all around, creamed spinach, and a seafood tower for the table.  As the dinner progressed Anthony was a little over served and was jokingly bossing around the waiter in Italian and I believe calling him a guinea.  It was all in good fun as the waiter lobbed abuse back at him.  When it came time for the check, Anthony Caccamise pulled out his credit card and gave it to our waiter. 

When the waiter returned he had one last dig to fire at Anthony.  He asked Anthony if he knew what his last name meant in Italian.  Anthony responded that he did not.  The elderly Italian guy without blinking said "Cacca means shit and Mise is the Italian verb to move.  Your family must have been a bunch of shit movers in the old country."  Anthony's face collapsed as the rest of us fell on the floor laughing.  The waiter had made one fatal error in timing though.  Anthony had not yet filled in a tip or signed the check!