Parsimony
Hullo tapirs, guffs Richard McBeef off the internet. One of my brother's friends once cycled from one side of London to the other to get some free lightbulbs from a condemned building, a 6-hour round trip. Tell us about the meanest, stingiest penny-pinching you've witnessed.
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 9:58)
Hullo tapirs, guffs Richard McBeef off the internet. One of my brother's friends once cycled from one side of London to the other to get some free lightbulbs from a condemned building, a 6-hour round trip. Tell us about the meanest, stingiest penny-pinching you've witnessed.
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 9:58)
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When I told my Dad he was going to become a grandfather
he booked a table at a particularly posh seafood restaurant, famous for its lobsters and oysters. He drove there, and dropped his passengers outside the door (me, my pregnant wife and my elderly stepmother) before parking the car.
We ate a four course meal at a silver service table, eating lobster while watching the sun go down. There was coffee and brandy and creme brulee, and whimsical dreaming about the future of the next generation of the family brewing inside my wife. As the waiters cleared the plates, my Dad discretely put his gold credit card in the booklet to take care of the bill.
We stumbled out of the restaurant a few hours later into a bitter seaside wind that flung salty rain into our faces. "Where's the car?" asked my stepmother, looking around the restaurant car park.
"Well I didn't park it here," grumbled my dad. "Those thieving council cunts wanted three quid for parking. Three quid! I pay my council tax, this is public land, OUR land, I'm not paying three fucking quid to park on land that belongs to us all."
So we walked for 20 minutes in the driving rain, my dad propping up my nearly-disabled and tottering stepmother, me leading on my pregnant wife, through the dark miserable rain-lashed streets because "it's the principle of the thing", muttered my tight-arsed father.
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 11:23, 7 replies)
he booked a table at a particularly posh seafood restaurant, famous for its lobsters and oysters. He drove there, and dropped his passengers outside the door (me, my pregnant wife and my elderly stepmother) before parking the car.
We ate a four course meal at a silver service table, eating lobster while watching the sun go down. There was coffee and brandy and creme brulee, and whimsical dreaming about the future of the next generation of the family brewing inside my wife. As the waiters cleared the plates, my Dad discretely put his gold credit card in the booklet to take care of the bill.
We stumbled out of the restaurant a few hours later into a bitter seaside wind that flung salty rain into our faces. "Where's the car?" asked my stepmother, looking around the restaurant car park.
"Well I didn't park it here," grumbled my dad. "Those thieving council cunts wanted three quid for parking. Three quid! I pay my council tax, this is public land, OUR land, I'm not paying three fucking quid to park on land that belongs to us all."
So we walked for 20 minutes in the driving rain, my dad propping up my nearly-disabled and tottering stepmother, me leading on my pregnant wife, through the dark miserable rain-lashed streets because "it's the principle of the thing", muttered my tight-arsed father.
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 11:23, 7 replies)
My uncle does that
He's a millionaire several times over. Will search for 20 minutes to find a cheaper parking space in his massive 4x4.
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 11:29, closed)
He's a millionaire several times over. Will search for 20 minutes to find a cheaper parking space in his massive 4x4.
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 11:29, closed)
Its not worth its own tale
but my wife's Granddad is a multi millionaire and never spends any of it, he's in his late 80's and has just horded it and accumulated more when he can. He has never had a passport, never gone on holiday, drives a shitty cheap car but will always still look out for a bargain that will make him money. He lives his life by the words "You don't get rich by spending more than you have to"
His sons on the other hand are in their early 50's and are rubbing their greedy hands waiting to retire early and blow the lot
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 12:12, closed)
but my wife's Granddad is a multi millionaire and never spends any of it, he's in his late 80's and has just horded it and accumulated more when he can. He has never had a passport, never gone on holiday, drives a shitty cheap car but will always still look out for a bargain that will make him money. He lives his life by the words "You don't get rich by spending more than you have to"
His sons on the other hand are in their early 50's and are rubbing their greedy hands waiting to retire early and blow the lot
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 12:12, closed)
Perhaps I missed the point, but...
....doesn't the fact that he chose to take you all somewhere upmarket and uncheap and apparently paid the bill without fanfare actually prove that he is not averse to spending money per se?
Ever thought that (at least for him), it genuinely was the principle?
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 21:24, closed)
....doesn't the fact that he chose to take you all somewhere upmarket and uncheap and apparently paid the bill without fanfare actually prove that he is not averse to spending money per se?
Ever thought that (at least for him), it genuinely was the principle?
( , Wed 9 Mar 2016, 21:24, closed)
Nah, I'm with dad on this one.
I've been shafted by Vehicle Excise Duty, Insurance Premium Tax and fuck knows how much tax on petrol, Council Tax and you then expect me to pay for the privilege of parking my car on some tarmac? Sod you. If you the council didn't employee all those traffic wardens (oh, pardon me, Civil Enforcement Officers) they could afford to provide free parking.
( , Mon 14 Mar 2016, 19:31, closed)
I've been shafted by Vehicle Excise Duty, Insurance Premium Tax and fuck knows how much tax on petrol, Council Tax and you then expect me to pay for the privilege of parking my car on some tarmac? Sod you. If you the council didn't employee all those traffic wardens (oh, pardon me, Civil Enforcement Officers) they could afford to provide free parking.
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