DURST: Jerry Seinfeld
So, here's the deal. Everybody in show business works so hard for so long for nothing, one of fires keeping the coal burning stove of anti rejection stoked is dreaming of the day they make it big enough to say no. "No, I don't want to dress up as a Giant Cherry Tomato and dive into an above ground pool of 1000 Island Dressing for 50 bucks a show, three shows a day and all the salad bar I can eat." This is known as F**k You Money. Jerry Seinfeld just turned down $5 million dollars a show for 22 episodes. That's $110 million dollars. Over a tenth of a billion dollars. And he said "No!" Apparently he has enough money. Not let's be disingenuous here. His agent would get 10 percent and his manager 15 percent off the top, which leaves his take at $82.5 million. Then you slice away a 40 percent minimum for Uncle Sam and his buds, a couple mil in expenses for necessities like studio parking passes for Shoshonna, and we're talking a measly 35 million net. To which he still said "No!" He's got the syndication rights to nine years of episodes, the endorsement deal with American Express, and a standing offer from the Orthodontists of America to be Spokesperson for its Tall Teeth Campaign. Jerry Seinfeld has F**k You Money. And not only does he have it. He used it. We're all very very proud of him. Unable to breathe, but proud.