Not Even Goldman Sachs Immune From Taking Part In "Icing" Phenom
Perhaps you thought the employees of 200 West Street would rather take a Taibbi Pie to the face than participate in the new game the kids are playing these days, wherein you surprise a "bro" with a bottle of Smirnoff Ice, any time, any place and he has to get down on one knee and chug it, unless he happens to whip out his own bottle, in which case, you got owned and have to drink both? That the Masters and Mistresses of the Universe would rather leave such Plebeian pursuits to the employees of Citi and Bank of America? That they would have more pressing things to deal with during work? Or if not, that they would have more sophisticated drinking games to play? Well ya thought wrong, ladies. So far there has been at least one confirmed icing taking place on the premises. Not sure if it was on the trading floor or C-suite but senior execs would be wise to look out for Gary Cohn, who was seen earlier this morning stuffing his pants with bottles, lest he be caught off guard. For those unfamiliar (not saying Viniar, just saying Viniar), a quick demo:
Why Bros Get Iced, Bro [The Awl]
