The group of us included three guys and two girls this time. The conversation came around to food (natch) and dating (whatta surprise, given that girl #2 is "unencumbered" by a man). In that we got around to talking about:
Me: Restaurant dates are for special times and only in established relationships.
Her #1: No. How else is a guy supposed to treat his girl when starting out a relationship ... (blather blather blather)
Me: What, at $150+ for a decent dinner for two?
Her #1: (blather blather blather) ... it's nice for the guy to pay it shows he cares ... (blather blather blather)
Her #2 (unencumbered): I'd be happy to pay for my half.
Her #1: It should be him! After all, I was once with a guy - I decided that I didn't like him after all and it ended after a few dates - who paid for everything. He was a very sweet guy, he got us to a restaurant and got everything set up, opened the car door and pulled the chair and all - it was kind of strange-feeling but was very nice - anyway ... (blather blather blather)
Me: How much were those dinners?
Her #1: Oh he wasn't cheap. I mean about $70-80 each for the food and desserts, and a really good bottle of wine was something like $80, and a few drinks afterwards, then we went out to places like ... (blather blather blather)
Picture me smirking at the cognitive dissonance of what she's saying. I didn't say anything further - there was no need, just left her to blather on.
Prime example of a girl openly admitting to using a man for her own fun yet not consciously realizing it. A few (apparently 5) candlelit dinner dates - expensive ones like the above - and after a while "he just wasn't for me". After he spent (very conservatively) $200 per date, over $1,000 to wine-and-dine a girl - and of course got nothing for it - she simply went on her merry way to the next fool.
I made a mental note downchecking the value of this girl below her already-low value. Skittles might be too good for her type. Especially when she's so obviously trying to justify this entitlement mentality to all-and-sundry. Such a greedy and grasping leech so eloquently on display for all at the table to see.
Note: Convo not exactly word-for-word, of course. I don't have an eidetic memory. It captures the overall tone and content though, and I made certain to mentally note the dollars and number of dates and the like.
Note: Convo not exactly word-for-word, of course. I don't have an eidetic memory. It captures the overall tone and content though, and I made certain to mentally note the dollars and number of dates and the like.
I quit paying for dates when I was 21. I found there was no reciprocity - not even a thank you. No gratitude at all.
ReplyDeleteThere never was reciprocity.
DeleteLooking back on it - strange to say, I never paid for dates before there was an established relationship (ie having sex). Not one.
Odd.
I have found satire as acerbic as the best posts of yours. Enjoy 'Miss Andrie'.
ReplyDeleteI quite like Miss Andrie. Though I believe that the level of satire demonstrated is to a far higher and much drier standard than my posts.
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