Stinginess Anecdotes (Post No.3576)

Compiled by London swaminathan


Date: 25 January 2017


Time uploaded in London:- 20-17


Post No.3576



Pictures are taken from different sources; thanks.






Good Man, but……………..

Jock said to his wife one night,

“Weel, Maggy, I think I will go and pay my respects to the new neighbour”.

Upon his return sometime later, Maggie said,

“Weel, Jock, what kind of a mon is the new neighbour?”

“He is a guid mon”, replied Jock

“A guid mon and verra liberal with his liquor. But verra bad quality. In fact, Maggie, it was that bad, I nearly left some.”.




Funeral Speech!

The story is told of the hard-bitten old Quaker who had died. At the funeral service, those who had gathered were standing silently by, waiting, as was the custom, for anyone who might wish to do so, make some tribute to the departed. At last one old man spoke and said,

Well, I can say one good thing about William. He wasn’t always as mean as he was sometimes.



'You have to spend money to make money, and Walter just HATES it.'

Mountain of Gold

Two friends were walking down the street .

“If you could have any wish”, asked one of them.

“What would it be ?”

“A mountain of gold, said his friend.”

And, said his questioner,

“If you had your mountain of gold , surely we are such old friends , you would give me half?”

“I would not, said the other firmly , Nothing would I give.”

His friend was deeply hurt.

“What?, he demanded, all these years our friendship  and this is what I get?”

“Look, the other said practically, “wish yourself a mountain of gold and leave me alone.”




Wordsworth Vs Godwin

When Godwin in 1822 was on the point of being sold out to his creditors a fund was started for him, to which Lamb, Crabbe, Byron, Robinson and Scott contributed, Wordsworth refused to subscribe. The inference is that, while generous enough to inferiors who would be duly grateful, Wordsworth was indifferent to an equal, however needy, especially an arrogant equal like Godwin from whom no gratitude was expected.



Duke Cigarettes

James Duke, founder of the tobacco fortune, was one of those eccentrically miserly character s whose accumulation of wealth is a vast storing up and no giving out. When he already begun to earn an income of more than $50000 a year he took pride in living in the cheapest hall bedroom in New York and eating his meals at a Bowery restaurant. At that time he would permit no one associated with the Duke tobacco business, other than himself, to earn more than $1000 a year.



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