My mom, brother, and Rob were in town recently and Friday night I went out with my mom to eat Shabu Shabu in Pasadena. We were both stuffed at the end. She was really happy that the restaurants we’ve been to have gratuity already calculated on the receipt so she didn’t have to figure it out on her own. I tested her 15% calculating ability of various numbers and she was able to do it fine, but I guess she just didn’t want to have to think about it. I don’t think my mom knew that I could take photos with my phone so I was able to get some candid shots while she chatted away. It seems like most of the people I hang out with these days fear the camera like the plague (although to be fair I’m in the same boat).