gujju

I am a quick thinking penny pinching hard nosed gujju. Proof as follows.
Jasmine and I were walking inside a lifestyle expo. While I got off the car, I realised that I was wearing my office lanyard with the I-card attached. I removed it and put it inside my pocket. While we were making it towards the entrance we saw a ticket booth selling entry tickets worth 20 bucks each. WTF an entry ticket for an expo where I am a consumer? I asked Jasmine ‘lete hai kya?’. I was not too enthused about the idea. Jasmine suggested we try getting in free as it was just about opening.
Ok. I will try. I started walking towards the entrance which was manned by a security guard. God knows what I was going to do. As I walked towards the entrance it struck me. While walking on I pulled out my I-card and lanyard from my pocket. And slowly kept it in my hand and putting on a bored scowl face I marched up. The security guy stopped me to ask for ticket. I kept the scowl on the face and unfolded the ID from my hand, half bored and half wanting to get on with it. OK he said. I then gestured to Jasmine who was walking a few paces behind ‘she is with me. Come on in Jasmine’.
We both get in and a few paces inside, Jasmine comes up to me and tells me, what a kamina I am. She had a tough time keeping her face straight. She calls me a 40 rupee saving kamina. My defense – why would you want to take a gate charge from a consumer for a dam expo. F U.
Real reason - Gujju blood. No option. It is genetically ingrained.