I kid you not.
Cheapest bastid I ever knew.
The crew would go out to eat on a layover and he'd hang back at the table while we were leaving the restaurant.
One of the crew got suspicious and watched him, unobserved.
He scooped up the 20 or 30 dollars we'd left in tips and put a fiver down.
This was back in the late 60s and he was pulling down a solid six figures annually.
Un-effing-believable.
There are just some people who don't get it about paying their fair share or offering to do something for you because you do them favors.
I have a friend who is legally blind and can't drive.
I take him to our monthly meeting of Ancient Aviators.
Buncha old fart pilots who get together to tell lies.

We usually got out to lunch after.
He has never offered to kick in for gas, buy lunch, nuttin'.
His wife is ALWAYS very appreciative. "Thank you SO much for taking Charles." But I guess she doesn't go so far as to tell clueless Charles that it might be nice if he'd spring for lunch once in a while.
Another regular who sometimes rides with us ALWAYS says "I'll buy lunch, you drove."
Some folks know how to act and some are clueless.
