My mom waited on Mitt Romney’s dad, former MI governor, after he was out of office.

She didn’t know who he was – he was expecting to be served VIP and not wait.

She told him to wait, and he got all angry and red-faced (my mom said his daughters and wife seemed amused).

It was only a short wait, but he was so pissed for not getting preferential treatment, he tipped my mom a penny at the end of his meal.

Cheap bastard!

Now, Mitt’s the one with the problems. He goes into a restaurant and can’t find bills small enough.

These sure are some relatable, regular snarfs.