charlietheminxx wrote: » I have a story where I was once labelled a stinge but I don’t think I was. I’ll let the good people of boards decide! I was in Edinburgh a few years back with my boyfriend at the time. I had some friends over there and they knew I was over, so when one of them (we will call him C) text me to see were we out, I told him the pub we were in. My ex and I had half a drink in front of us at the time and were talking about getting a shot of aftershock (we had been pissed on aftershock when we got together) when C arrived. I hadn’t seen him in a bit so it was all hugs and he straight away insisted on buying us both a drink even though we weren’t finished ours. I thanked him, and when we finished our first drinks, still not onto the drinks he bought, I offered to get some shots in. He launched into a full. out. lecture. Apparently I was trying to get out of buying him a proper drink and it was such a stingey thing to do. I explained that I wasn’t ducking out of anything but we were planning to get shots anyway and I would gladly buy him something else if that’s what he wanted. He ordered a glass of expensive whiskey, presumably to teach me a lesson and left shortly afterwards. I met up with some other friends along with C the following night, where he started telling people I was a round dodger etc. It was crap! I hate rounds at the best of times, they are the worst but C unfairly labelling me as a stinge kind of killed our friendship.
chewed wrote: » What was his name? Rob C Nesbitt?
pawdee wrote: » This one is about myself I'm not too embarrassed to say..... Ok. I had this ongoing problem with a public carpark in that when I'd put in my 3 euros to exit, the barrier had a habit of not rising. So, I'd have to reverse (often with a queue behind me...in the rain), park up again, go into a newsagents, buy a paper to break a fiver or tenner, go back and try again. In-fckn-furiating. Anyhow, one day it happened so I pressed the intercom button to speak to the girl in the town council whose job it was to sort this out (presumably by pressing a button). It was exactly 1pm and she said she was going on lunch, couldn't help me until 2pm and the line went dead. I almost had a Michael Douglas in Falling Down kind of moment but I thought of my 3 beautiful babies at home, backed up and tried again. Having successfully exited I was stopped at the lights adjacent to the car park. As I waited for green (and did my breathing exercises) I noticed the spacing of the the bollards on the tour bus entrance / exit. Then I surveyed the vast expanse of my VW Lupo bonnet. I didn't need a measuring tape to know that I'd never pay for parking there again. Funnily enough, the security man in the hut that I saluted on my way in (twice) every day never twigged that he never saw me coming out. I saved 30 euros a week for about 2 years like that. ps. I didn't drive a Lupo cos I was tight.....I had a lot of outgoings.....plus they're a cute little car......and chape to tax!
WHIP IT! wrote: » Reminds me of a Scottish chap who once worked with a mate of mine in said mate's father's business. He was a bit of craic etc but unfortunately endorsed some of the sterotypes that abound about his countrymen - ie, he was tighter's than a duck's a*se... At a pal of mine's 21st birthday, I was there with my GF and we had just found out she was pregnant. I didn't know this chap too well but he came over to have a chat and we did - he could be a laugh, not the worst company in general. He asked my GF why she wasn't drinking and we explained that she was pregnant etc. He insisted on buying us a drink, which was a tiny bit awkward as I didn't know him so well but he did and we said thanks very much and off he went... only to return about 20 minutes later to, somewhat aggressively, tell me it was "my round"... for the sake of an easy life, got him and a pint and he seemed to calm down from his agitated state. Another occasion, another birthday night out, he insisted we all go back to his for a late drink. He lived in a tiny place so it wasn't a thrilling prospect, but a gang of us did. He then produced a tray of cheap beer (not that we were at all the fussy types) and there was enough for a can or two for everyone... only for him to, as you can probably guess, then individually badger every single person - again, somewhat aggressively - into giving him €2 for the beers... made himself a profit no doubt the miserable b*stard!
WHIP IT! wrote: » Incredible... I'm at a stage in life now where, not that I would have caused a scene - I wouldn't - but, before I left, I would have had to say "Do you really think it's appropriate to sit in someone's company like this and not reciprocate after they've bought you a beer?" People like that should be told...
suicide_circus wrote: » yes but no one will visit the tight fisted git at his plush address
missmatty wrote: » A friend of mine is a notorious stinge who wouldn't drink if he was buying it himself, or would often just order starters and the like. I nearly lamped him once on holiday when we were out for dinner. I ordered a half bottle of wine just for myself as he 'doesn't drink', and he helped himself to a glass of it. Which is half the bottle. I was raging the way other people are when someone helps themselves to their chips or steak :mad: Anyway he bought his first gaff last year in once of the most exclusive parts of the city so all his stingeing must have paid off!
pgj2015 wrote: » I met an old school mate a couple of years ago on the street, had not seen him in years, we got chatting, we decided we would go for a drink, got to the pub, and both of us at the counter, I said what are you having? a pint he said, ok, so i bought a pint for him and a coke for me, as I was driving. he finished his pint, and was looking at me as if to say I will have another one, obviously I didn't go near the bar, we chatted for another couple of hours, in which time he drank another 4 pints, never offered to buy me back a drink. he rang me a few times after this day, looking to meet up for pints etc i always had an excuse ready. no chance im hanging around with a scrooge like him.
Birneybau wrote: » PeterParker957 wrote: » I once bought a relative headed stationery as she wrote lots of letters. 8 months later on my birthday - guess what my present was ??? A new Spidey suit?
PeterParker957 wrote: » I once bought a relative headed stationery as she wrote lots of letters. 8 months later on my birthday - guess what my present was ???
pawdee wrote: » When a stingy guy I know had a heart attack in his late 40s I remarked that "he wasn't overweight, he didn't smoke and....." before I could finish someone butted in and said "and he only drank what was bought for him". And it was true. Same fella still has his communion money I'd say.
pawdee wrote: » I know a guy who took his kids to see Santa's grave.
frag420 wrote: » Stop stinging on the stinge, out with it!!
bucketybuck wrote: » And before anybody asks, no it wasn't the actions of a desperately hungry but skint young woman. She just had meanness in her bones, I saw more and more examples of it the longer I knew her.
ButtersSuki wrote: » ....and likely spend €20 more on petrol/diesel than they need to negating any saving made.
Gwynplaine wrote: » Lesson learned. Don't invite him to anything ever again. I know a family who when doing the shopping goes to at least 3 different supermarkets. Scans the lidl and Aldi brochure every week for the few bargains. Most of the afternoon is gone from travelling to each of the supermarkets to buy things they don't need. My mother told me, "it's not a bargain if you don't need it" But these people will buy ceiling paint in Woodies when it's the end of the line and are selling it for 25% of original price. The paint is never used. I've seen their shed. Full of "bargains" they'll never need or use. Then they buy tomatoes and spuds in Aldi, mince and apples in Lidl, go to Dunnes to buy fruit and meat, and go to supervalu on the way home for dog food and bin bags.
Gwynplaine wrote: » Lesson learned. Don't invite him to anything ever again.
MilesMorales1 wrote: » I went to a Wetherspoons for something to eat with two of my friends recently, me and one of my mates ordered a steak and chips (each) and some onion rings to share. Friend 2 said he wasn't hungry, but ate most of the onion rings, asked us to save him some steak, and helped himself to our chips too.
