“cheap, miserable son of a bitch.” Case in point, libertarian überbankroller David Koch (boldface mine):
At one point, a former doorman—his face shrouded in shadow, to preserve his anonymity—says that when he “started at 740” his assumption was that “come around to Christmastime I’m going to get a thousand from each resident. You know, because they are multibillionaires. But it’s not that way.” He continues, “These guys are businessmen. They know what the going rate is—they’re not going to give you anything more than that. The cheapest person over all was David Koch. We would load up his trucks—two vans, usually—every weekend, for the Hamptons . . . multiple guys, in and out, in and out, heavy bags. We would never get a tip from Mr. Koch. We would never get a smile from Mr. Koch. Fifty-dollar check for Christmas, too—yeah, I mean, a check! At least you could give us cash.”
My net worth and annual income are orders of magnitude lower than David Koch and I give the people in my building more than fifty dollars for Christmas. Sweet Baby Intelligent Designer, $50 to a guy like Koch is a rounding error of a rounding error.
What an asshole.