bluewolf wrote: » Sounds like she meant she paid her own way and SE paid for extra tours and stuff
sullivlo wrote: » And in the 2 years I am there, he has never once bought milk for the office
sligojoek wrote: » I can't remember if i posted this before but here we go anyway…
sligojoek wrote: » I can't remember if i posted this before but here we go anyway. I was reminded of the story in the pub tonight. A friend of mine is loaded to the hilt. Inherited a fortune from childless aunts and uncles. In fairness he is not stingy per se but loves to pull a stroke. He put the Volvo through the NCT a few years ago and it failed on a chipped headlight lens. He rang a scrapyard and was quoted 50 quid for a new lamp/lens, whatever. He sent his wife to buy it in another car. He fitted it himself and sailed throught the NCT re-check. The following day he sent his wife back with the lamp and got her to say the lamp wouldn't fit and got the money back. He's still driving around with the broken headlamp.
ProudDUB wrote: » So here's a story from the other side of the spectrum, when you are the one considered stingy....BUT IT'S NOT BLOODY TRUE !!!! :(:( Was at the Dubs v Galway schtick fightin' game at Parnell Park tonight. T'was a very cold night, so I packed a big flask of hot chocolate. My friend brought a wee drop of rum. So we were well sorted to survive the cold. At half time, a mutual friend (a real cheapskate) shows up and casts longing eyes towards our yummy beverage. We offer to share it with him, if he can provide his own cup. Off he stalks in a huff & doesn't come back. (I am usually ok with sharing my cup or glass, with a close friend, or someone I knew well. But I barely know this guy, I have no idea where his mouth has been, so sorry bud...) A couple of hours later, I am in the local pub and am chatting about the game to some friends. Am told that yer man had just been in and was bitching seeing my friend and I at the game. And get this, he has told every one that he gave us a wide berth, as we were too cheap too share our hot drink with him. No, we bloody weren't, you miserable prick. We are just rather picky about who we choose to share our saliva with. Gobshyte !!!! :mad::mad::mad:
Muff Richardson wrote: » The second story I'll get back to, I'm on the couch in a fairly **** state and the thoughts of a rum and chocolate cocktail and typing haven't helped:(.
Stonedpilot wrote: » Worst stinges are fur coat no knickers kind. A friends mother goes around her town in the latest and greatest fashions from Brown Thomas, lavish handbags, designer shoes etc only to raise her family in complete poverty to the point where food was in short demand and rarely bought. Can't stand people like that, though in fairness my own mother was obsessed with what people thought of her and people's opinions of her too, despite her never having a social circle, hobbies or friends. Go figure.
Toots wrote: » despite being caught by me, and despite me telling everyone it was her, she kept doing it!
Birneybau wrote: » You did of course rat her out?
rawn wrote: »
Muff Richardson wrote: » First thing that popped into my head was are you mixing rum with hot chocolate? If so, that's an interesting concoction, not sure I'd be doing rounds on it though.
Toots wrote: » In one of my previous jobs, the office used to close an hour later on a Thursday, so we all got an afternoon tea break. We had a tea kitty that everyone paid into every month, and we used it to buy milk, teabags, etc for the communal kitchen. On Thursdays we used to always buy a few treats for the tea break - we worked around the corner from a Tesco, so we'd generally buy a few of the own-brand bags of fun size bars, and then a few packets of biscuits. For some reason if you went upstairs after 4pm, all the bars and stuff would be gone, and there'd be only a few scabby biscuits left. We even mentioned it at the weekly staff meeting, and asked that people be conscious of the fact that about a third of the office won't get their break til after 4 so please try and leave some stuff for them - still no change. The people who took the earlier breaks swore up and down that they'd left plenty of stuff, but there was never anything left on the late break. One day I nipped up to the loo at about 5 to 4, and decided to grab a glass of water out of the kitchen on my way downstairs. In I went to find one of the women who worked part-time (finished at 3:30) emptying all the sweets and treats into a shopping bag! She looked shocked to see me walk in, and told me she was bringing the stuff home for her kids because it was left over and nobody would want it tomorrow. I pointed out the late-break people never get anything and she very reluctantly took a couple of bits out of the bag and left them on the table. After that, we used to leave one a bag of stuff in the drawer in the manager's office, so the late break people would have something nice for their break, because despite being caught by me, and despite me telling everyone it was her, she kept doing it! The real joke was that she was actually minted, she was one of these people who worked part-time just for something to do, her husband was earning crazy money. I'd say the kids had never tasted own-brand anything in their entire lives. And both her kids were in their late teens. A couple of months later, I caught her stealing boxes of pens out of the stationery room. She had about 6 boxes (each had about 50 pens) in her arms, and she told me her son needed them because his leaving cert was next week!! I reckon her house must have been full to the brim of cheap chocolate, and stolen pens.
Squall Leonhart wrote: » I know a girl who works as a nurse in a hospital. She won't buy toilet paper, soap, shampoo, towels, she will steal all of these items from work. She sees a refuse service at her house as a waste of money and too expensive, so she brings all her rubbish into work or into public bins near her house. She won't turn on the heating at home as it costs too much to have a warm house. Yet she has a penchant for Brown Thomas clothing, loves her few drinks and attending functions as a socialite of sorts. Pure stinge.
sullivlo wrote: » This isn't the stingiest thing I've seen but in an attempt to get the thread back on topic... We have a communal fridge in work where we store food and milk. We each have our own coffee / nespresso capsules, but we share teabags. Essentially whenever they run out, someone goes and buys them. It tends to even out in that whoever drinks tea, eventually buys teabags. No issue with teabags. However milk is a different story. We all, again, tend to take it in turns to buy milk. I usually have my own (skim milk for porridge) and others would be the same (super milk / lactose free / whatever). Anyway, there's nearly always a communal milk on the go too as I'd sometimes buy one for making tea or whatever. 99% of the time there is one there. There is one particular colleague in our office who earns more than all of us (we all know each other's salary as we're all on the same definable scale). And in the 2 years I am there, he has never once bought milk for the office, yet he drinks more coffee than anyone. He would also never think of bringing in a packet of biscuits or anything, yet will gladly eat anything else that's left there by anyone else. Little thing but it bugs me.
Hollister11 wrote: » My dad used to work with this fella who was notoriously stingy. He was going to the shop, and my dad asked him to buy him a roll, and a packet of crisps. He gave him 3. He came back with just a roll, my dad asked him had they no crisps, the chap said "They did, but you were 10c short for them". As he tucked into his roll, crisps, bar and drink. Another time, one of the lads on the job invited everyone around to his house for a fry for lunch as his house was 5 minutes away. Every chipped in 2 or so to cover the cost of the meat, eggs ect. The same fella left 1 because he didn't like the sausages.
handlemaster wrote: » Add your reply here. Maybe your Dads collegue knew your father to be a tight fisted git and always paid short. .
