I think it refers to the size of the antlers. I am unsure why this matters to hunters, except for the obvious Freudian reason.
Anyway, I think your story takes the prize!
AH MY DAD! I’m 16 so I still live with my parents.
I can’t tell my dad how much I spend on anything , I bought my girlfriend a $150 dollar ning for her birthday, I told my dad it cost $50 and he was not happy.
Of course he didn’t buy my mom ANYTHING for her birthday and no he didn’t forget he just didn’t buy her anything.
He does all his own house work and appliance, and automotive repairs, luckily he’s good at it , most of the time anyway.
He’ll pick lot’s of things out of other people’s garbages but you’ll never catch him at a garage sale where people sell their useless crap rather than just throw it out.
He brings popcorn, soda ,and candy to the movies all under his old worn-out tight fitting jacket. Have you ever seen someone with two or three bags of micro-waved popcorn under a tight fitting jacket? Needless to say I don’t goto the movies with him EVER, no matter what. I’ll go to the movies with my girlfriend and spend 40 to 50 dollars, (60 if we play in the arcade if we have to wait), I could care less how much it costs!
We just bought a , $10.99 30-inch bow-saw for camping, (cutting firewood and whatnot) he told my mom to bring it back and get the 24-inch for $8.99, I threw 2 dollars at him and told him if it means that much to him he can have the 2 bucks or use it to buy gas to go to the mall to return it.
Whew. that’s all for now if something funny comes up I’ll be sure to post it.
That should say ring, Goddamn NEYBOARD!
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An fMIL…Hmmmm…Former mother-in-law ???
I think I’ve posted this before but it is worth repeating for this thread. In high school I worked at a restaurant with a very cheap boss. One day he started digging through the garbage collecting unopened coffee cream thingies. It took him an hour or so, but he found 100 of them. Now if these things cost $0.02 each, that is a whole $2.00 he saved! But here’s the problem, they came out of the trash so they are nasty. No problem, he runs them through the dishwasher. The 500(?) degree dishwasher that sterilizes everything and spoils cream instantly. So the next 50 people who come in end up putting spoiled cream in their coffee thereby making him spend more replacing coffee than he saved digging creamers out of the trash. HA!
I knew someone who was subletting an apartment over the summer, and wanted to save money. He unplugged nearly every appliance - to the extent that he didn’t use his refrigerator. He only bought food that didn’t need to be kept cold. And things that are just convenient to keep cold (soda, butter, jelly, etc.) he just kept room temperature.
He turned off the water heater, and just took cold showers all summer. In fact, he was worried about the amount of money he was losing to keep the pilot-light going, so he completely shut off the gas to the water heater.
It varies depending on state regualations, but food service dishwashers are usually set at 160-180 degrees.
I once worked for a guy who noticed that I had mailed a company letter to someone who lived on my block. He got very upset that I hadn’t taken it there on my way home, thus saving the company 25 cents.
Brandnew Stafford Suit, pinstriped grey, up to date styling.
from the Idaho Youth Ranch store. Cost me $12.50, and fits perfect. I saved $90, and helped a worthy cause.
The downside of doing this sort of thing is I get sticker shock when looking at clothes prices at retail stores.
I do like the one about the lawn edgers though; They’re all broken the same way for a reason! LOL!
Being frugal by nature and more so by necessity, it does my heart good to see that I’m nowhere near the level of cheapness of anyone mentioned in this thread. I shop in thrift stores, mostly because the women’s garment industry is one of the biggest rip-offs around; if I eat out, I eat with a coupon if possible. Why not? They come to my door for free, and I never mind saving a quarter or two. I spend money when I have to, and I save when I can. Works for me.
Sure featherlou, I’ll use a coupon too if I can, but to actually leave and go somewhere else because I can’t save a few bucks, it’s not worth it to me. I agree save when you can spend when you have to, just don’t make spending money a thing you HATE to do, like some people I know.
My ex. Oh, god, the stories I could tell.
But the cheapskate thing he used to do that not only annoyed me to death but just downright humiliated me had to be his habit of finding something – anything – to complain about when we dined out or stayed in hotels on vacation. Being a rather obnoxious sort, he realized he could often get something for free if he did this.
I have no problem about complaining if something is actually WRONG, but you would not believe the lengths he would go to in order to get something for nothing, be it for free or an upgrade of what he paid for initially. The incident that sticks out is something that happened one time when we went to a reasonably fancy restaurant. Midway through the entree, he excuses himself and goes to the men’s room. Shortly after he returns, he waves over the waiter and proceeds to show him a dead fly lodged beneath a fold of meat, then starts throwing a fit. Well, the waiter checks with whomever he has to check with and they write off his entire meal. Not only that, he got another entree.
Come to find out, he’d picked up the fly in the restroom and slipped it there himself. Had he not told me in the car going home, I swear I would have gone in and told them the whole story and gotten them to charge the bill.
Fortunately, this was very close to the end of our marriage. I’m sure no one questions WHY this marriage was ill-fated…
Everyday at work, I usually find 4 or 5 pennies and nickels on the floor while I’m sweeping the floor. I pocket them all, even if they’re found next to the blind camp donation box. I use all the pennies at the post office stamp machine to get one stamp, and send a letter to my buddy who lives cross-country. And yes, I only send a letter if I have 34 cents in coins. :o Nevermind the fact that I usually have at least $40 in my wallet.
Not exactly the size, but the number of points (eh? eh?) on the rack of antlers…points being the sharp pointy things, of course. The reason this matters to hunters is that higher point racks are rarer than lower point racks (and take longer to develop), and are thus a better trophy. “Obviously Freudian reasons”? I’m not even going to ask…
My dad had a mole on the side of his head that started growing and changing color. Anyone who’s read one of those pamphlets with pictures of moles knows what that means.
Rather than go to the doctor (mind you, he’s fully insured), he burned off the mole with a cigarette. Needless to say, the mole didn’t go away, and he ended up having it surgically removed (it was a carcinoma; he’s OK now).
That, my fine friends, is cheap. Actually it was motivated by a combination of cheapness and disdain for doctors.
Wow. The restaurant thing. And I didn’t think I’d be able to contribute.
When I was in high school I worked as a dish washer in a steak restaurant. The owner would have me soak pots and pans in cold water with detergent rather than plain hot water. Why? Because hot water costs more than detergent. (really???)
The salad bar had peach and cherry cobbler. The customers weren’t very neat about their portions, so the pans would have crust and fruit inside when they were changed out. The owner would scrape that crap out and add it to the pan when baking the next cobbler.
Salad bar again. The Kale (sp?) leaves that surround all the bowls was re-used several days in a row. The owner had his wife dig out the bits of food and CHEWED BUBBLE GUM!!!
I never ate there again. I worked in a lot of restaurants and don’t eat out much at all, actually.
Cheapo Antics of My Family:
Washing out Ziploc Baggies and using them again. And again.
Driving Fords.
Coupons for everything.
“Early Bird” dinner specials.
Matinee movies.
Shopping for clothing pretty much exclusively at Walmart,Target and (when we really get fancy) Sears, Roebuck. Then we keep that clothing for all time. My dad still has shorts he wore during the Bicentennial.
Using a toothpaste tube clip to squeeze the most out of each tube.
Putting bars of (Ivory, what else?) soap on the water heater to harden them up so they last longer.
Eating lots of leftovers.
Wearing hand-me-downs from anybody as long as they mostly fit.
Buying cheap beer and liquor.
Buying day-old bakery products.
Putting the nozzle end of the leaky garden hose in a bucket; my mother uses what collects to water the plants.
Getting our shoes re-soled and re-heeled.
You wanna hear cheap?
I had a friend who when mailing a letter would put her address as the adressee and the return address as the person she was trying to send it to. She would then drop it in a blue mail box without a stamp. The PO would do a “RETURN TO SENDER” to the person she was trying to send the letter to.
wishbone, I’ve heard of that one, and I actually thought about doing it, but then I read somewhere (I honestly don’t remember where) that if the Post Office somehow caught you, you could go to prison.
Man, if that’s true, what an embarrassing thing to go to the pokey for!
Yep, it’s a federal crime, a form of mail fraud. So is the example in the OP of reusing stamps. It is a federal crime to reuse stamps, even if they haven’t been canceled.