My mom is really cheap. A couple amazing stories:

She says my dad has never bought her anything, not even a chicken dinner. She's wanted to buy a diamond ring for about 2 decades. I sent her my first paycheck from my first post college job. She cashed it, never bought ring.

Fast forward a few years, I sell my first company. I send her screenshot of my bank account, she says "wow, send me $10,000 - i'm going to buy that diamond ring now".

I send it to her. No ring.

On every vacation, she's like "let's go to indian jewelry store here in houston, they have the best gold". 2 hours of oogling & falling in love with a piece. 1 hour of negotiating. Punching in numbers into a table top calculator.

"oh no, that's too much. Let's go."

Famous indian negotiating tactic.

For my mom, this is the opposite - it's her way of convincing herself the jewelry was never meant to be hers. "Price too high."

Years later, we'll be at another Texan jewelry store. And she'll remind me about that jewelry she didn't buy last time and how it's "now worth double because gold price has doubled".
She'll be so upset about not buying the last one, I already know she's not going to buy today's

For every decision she makes "should we go out to eat or eat at home?" her answer is driven by 1 factor - cost.

If against her free will she finds herself at a restaurant, her choice of what to order is driven by price.

When the bill comes, she has to see the receipt. No matter what her eyes become big and she says "WOW". She doesn't have her glasses on, I'm pretty sure she can't actually see the receipt, but same reaction every time.

Fast forward another 5 years and I think Moiz sells his company. She asks for $10,000 from him. For that diamond ring.

This time, she picks out a ring, hands them her credit card and proudly walks home.

Wow, I'm impressed. She did it. It took 20 years but she did it!

The next day, she goes in and returns that diamond ring. Turns out she bought it from Costco.

Some people are embarrassed to be returning things. My mom would rather be seen in the return line than the purchasing line.

She beams with pride in the return line. Like RBG being sworn into the Supreme Court pride.

I think she thinks of returns as her constitutional right as an American. Freedom of Assembly, Freedom of Speech, meh.

Freedom to Return? "God Bless America and Thomas Jefferson."

My mom standing in the returns line as people walk by: "I'm returning this for you. So that you and your children and their children can get free returns too. So that they have the right to return pants after they wore them to the wedding but don't need them anymore."

"I have a dream. I dream of a nation where you can return anything to anyone. After any number of days, weeks, months, or years. As long as you save the receipt. And keep the tags. And can't tell I wore it."

@moizali - you got any good ones?

Also, I am my mother. I try not to be, but I can't help it.

If you're ever at a restaurant with me, watch what I order! Chances are it's the cheapest entree on the menu :-p.