MB,
Yes, I can just see Maggie or Susie very politely trying to tell Mrs. Johnson and the EH cemetery caretaker that they only used Hellman’s REAL Mayonnaise, made with cage free eggs and that the company has been in existence since 1913.
To which the indignant Collinwood housekeeper would retort, “I only served real, homemade mayonnaise to both my late husband and Bill Malloy. God rest their souls. I might as well go to either McDonald’s or Burger King for lunch. What an absolute disgrace! Mr Wells certainly would not have permitted such slipshod practices at the Collinsport Inn Restaurant if he hadn’t been sliced and diced by God knows what awful animal.”
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lol
As to the most “parsimonious’ resident of Collinsport, that’s a tough one. Of course, we saw the “generous” Sarah Johnson, leave Maggie that particularly “munificent” tip of ten whole cents ($.10).
Then again, when the unfailingly faithful and dutiful Beth Chavez was canned by Judith Collins, Edward Collins had to argue with his tight-fisted sister to give Beth a month’s salary severance pay rather than the customary two weeks’ severance pay. Gee, “all” Beth did was to take care of the emotionally disturbed Jenny Collins, see that Quentin and Jenny’s two children were being cared for properly by a woman in Collinsport and perform her many household tasks in the great house of Collinwood.
So, to who had the “shortest arms,” you know, someone who doesn’t like reaching down to their pockets or pocket book, and who routinely got “mad at a nickel, because it’s not a dime,” I’d have to go with Judith Collins as the biggest skinflint in Collinwood.
