Now demonstrating his propensity for utter and complete "fiscal restraint": [fiscal restraint (n): fis-cul re-straynt; the act of avoiding, denying, or objecting to payment of any kind whether in a social, business, or adversarial setting] in a location other than his own neighborhood, I note that the little miser is now practicing his finely honed art while on vacation.
I received a call the other day that he had the misfortune of actually having to buy lunch for his out of town hosts. Failing to correctly identify the time-honored direct men's room route in advance of the check coming, our boy instead excused himself upon viewing the waitress coming with the small paper based kryptonite. Instead, he miscalculated and crossed the immediate path of the server whom assumed he was late for another engagement and was searching for her in order to pay in an orderly fashion. She promptly handed him the check,thanked him for his patronage, told him to "have a nice day", and turned heel to attend to her other tables. Our boy is now left with a medical condition manifesting itself with a sudden breakout of body perspiration, elevated blood pressure, and an actual desire now to truly use the men's room for it's intended purpose.
The vacation is only a week over with 2 more on on tap. A new updated wall map consisting of, instead the image posted above, will be replaced with something along the order of this: $$! You can track progress by simply noting the sites of frustrated hosts as the little skinflint journeys his way home.