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Few moments in New Zealand life are more uncomfortable, than the arrival of the bill at the end of a group meal.

Kiwis are inherently programmed to try to make everything in life as ‘fair’ as possible.  So the thought of simply dividing the tab, evenly, by the number of people present, fills the average Kiwi with the sort of confusion and terror normally reserved for an All Blacks v France Rugby World Cup match.

Which makes squaring up the tab in New Zealand, one of the most difficult, most convoluted group agreements to reach, since the David Bain jury. Both of them.

History

The common practise, in most western countries,  is to treat group dining out as a sort of competitive sport. The winner being the person, or couple, who achieves the highest return on investment. The best way to do this, is by greedily scoffing more food and drink than anyone else, then, when the bill arrives, suggest loudly, “Shall we just split this evenly between us then?”, knowing full well that anyone who so much as raises an eyebrow will appear, to everyone else, a tight fisted bastard.

Scientists believe that, possibly due to low selenium levels in the soil, Kiwis have by comparison evolved with an underdeveloped Non Stingyus gland, which is, in layman’s terms, the part of the brain responsible for ‘getting the rounds in‘.

Evidence of this medical condition can be seen in the great many New Zealanders, living in Britain, who choose to co-habit, 5 to a room, in squalid 2-up houses in the Zone 5 (and beyond) suburban wastelands of outer London.

The alternative (known among academics as ‘Mixing with the Locals‘)  can be simply too confusing, too upsetting, to bother with – never quite knowing whose turn it is to get the next expensive round of drinks. Especially when the whole point of living in conditions not seen since the  Irish slums of Victorian London, is to scrimp together enough pounds for a deposit on an overpriced house back home.

And it is this withered Non Stingyus gland which is the root cause of Kiwi behavior when dining in groups of more than 4, of dividing up, and paying for, a restaurant bill meticulously, based on ‘who ordered what’.

So precise, is this custom, that it often requires a calculator. It is also both physically, and mathematically, impossible to perform without a protracted length of passive-aggressive negotiation, along the lines of ‘well Sue is driving, so she shouldn’t really pay for drinks’ or ‘I’m a gluten intolerant vegan, and the meat dishes are always more expensive’.

Quite why anybody would go to dinner with a gluten intolerant vegan remains a global mystery. The New Zealand method of ’splitting the bill’, however, is a firmly local quirk.

Advice

Visiting foreigners, or recent immigrants, who find themselves in this awkward situation, are advised to simply relax, let someone else stress over the sums, and join the queue of 12 other people at the till, insisting on paying their share of the tab with that other very-Kiwi phenomenon, Eftpos.

And on the plus side, it’s also a clever way of glossing over the equally uncomfortable issue of whether to leave a tip or not. Which is no bad thing, as it is universally established that most waiters are c**ts.

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