I stated before that my family's legacy on dining out is to stiff the wait staff. Stiff the Staff, if you will.
My grandfather on my Mom's side was also a legendary cheapskate. During the Great Depression, there must have been NO tipping at all, and that carried over for the next 70 years, I suppose.
My oldest daughter was a hostess and server at a restaurant called Up The Creek - first job she had. When my grandparents snuffed out this information, they began going there after church every Sunday - to see their great granddaughter, but knowing them, thinking they would get a discount in addition oto the Senior Discount.
After a few weeks, everybody in the restaurant knew who they were. My grandparents would pay the bill in cash. If it was $19.85, they'd pay with a $20 and leave the $0.15 as a tip. It got to where my daughter was embarrassed - when they came in, whoever was assigned to their table, they'd go up to my daughter and say "I know it's your grandparents, but I don't want to wait on them."
To the restaurant folks here, do you notice people in their 80's and 90's are a little more frugal with their tipping generosity?