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Not to hijack this thread about a cheap wedding reception, I have a cheap story.
This one guy was renowned for being very cheap. For example, on a date with a friend of mine, he slow-played getting a snack while they were out at a bar, because his coupon was not good until after 10:00PM.
My wife and I, along with a few other couples, were invited to his house for a cookout. "Bring your swimsuits" was also on the invite. We showed up, without the swim gear, right after work, and didn't immediately take notice of the moving van parked in the driveway. As more people arrived, and walked around large cardboard boxes stacked in the garage, our host fired up the gas grill and deployed a few frozen hot dogs and frozen burgers. A lonely cooler with a few beers and generic pop struggled to represent.
Just when it started to rain, our host asked if we could do him a favor: "Can you help me move a couple boxes into the truck?" He needed help moving. So he ended up putting people at work moving boxes into the empty moving truck. Oh, and that 600 pound home gym in the basement...there is a toolbox somewhere to help disassemble that. People like me came from work and had good clothes on, and there were a fair contingent of women there as well wearing heels and skirts.
Needless to say, we loaded a couple boxes and got the F out of there. We were furious being invited under false pretenses, and then having to get dirty and sweaty in the rain with our nice clothes. If you need help moving, just ask.
This one guy was renowned for being very cheap. For example, on a date with a friend of mine, he slow-played getting a snack while they were out at a bar, because his coupon was not good until after 10:00PM.
My wife and I, along with a few other couples, were invited to his house for a cookout. "Bring your swimsuits" was also on the invite. We showed up, without the swim gear, right after work, and didn't immediately take notice of the moving van parked in the driveway. As more people arrived, and walked around large cardboard boxes stacked in the garage, our host fired up the gas grill and deployed a few frozen hot dogs and frozen burgers. A lonely cooler with a few beers and generic pop struggled to represent.
Just when it started to rain, our host asked if we could do him a favor: "Can you help me move a couple boxes into the truck?" He needed help moving. So he ended up putting people at work moving boxes into the empty moving truck. Oh, and that 600 pound home gym in the basement...there is a toolbox somewhere to help disassemble that. People like me came from work and had good clothes on, and there were a fair contingent of women there as well wearing heels and skirts.
Needless to say, we loaded a couple boxes and got the F out of there. We were furious being invited under false pretenses, and then having to get dirty and sweaty in the rain with our nice clothes. If you need help moving, just ask.
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