Public Service Annoucement- Dating Etiquette
With age comes wisdom right............ Yeah I believed that lie too. One summer at a luau, I met the “Golfer”, a 34 year old single man, who seemed very nice and had a genuinely interest in me and I was in a frame of mind that made me find the “golfer” mildly entertaining. We went on a few dates, drinks, coffee , the usual. He invited me to have dinner one night, he chose the place and the time, all I had to do is be ready at the allotted time. He took me to a nice restaurant, wine ran and wonderful food was tasted and ultimately enjoyed. Sounds great, right? Food, wine and good company, what more could a girl ask for. Well...............when it comes time to pay the bill, “golfer” exclaims in faux chagrin, that he has forgotten his wallet in the car and only has enough cash on him to cover his portion of the meal. Now let me remind you, that he drove us to dinner, in his car, that was parked less than a third of a block away. You hear stories about this and discuss with your girlfriends and all sorts of clever comeback and witty saying are thrown around, so you are prepared for this sort of situation.
Well, when you find yourself faced with this situation, all of the witty repartee, all of the prepared comebacks flee your head or at least mine. I am sitting at the table with “golfer” trying to process what he had just told me. And he is staring at me, with no regret, no glimmer of embarrassment, expectantly waiting for me to break out my wallet and fork out for more than my portion of the dinner. Now, this being a third date and his having extended the invitation, it was my impression that I was covered. Silly me, to think that this was an invitation. So stupidly I pull out my wallet and fork over my cash. What else was I to do. There was no obvious exit via the bathroom, all the exits were exposed. And at this point I was no in the mood to make a public spectacle of myself but throwing a fit in a very small and quiet restaurant. The bill was paid and Mr. I Forgot my Wallet, wants to continue the date, I kid you not. We wander thru Borders and all I can think of is, “Is it rude to run away scream about the cheap ass I was with”? Its not rude is it.... :) I made it home safely, a few dollars poorer and my nerves running thin. The next time he called, I was conveniently unavailable. Imagine that. ;) It baffled me that at the age of 34 years old, he didn't feel at the very least slightly sheepish about copping out of a portion of the bill. It seemed at least to me, that this action was by someone younger with little to no dating experience. Mind you I didn't fully know his dating history, so for all I know he was a hermit and had badly developed social skills and maybe was raised by band of lemurs, on a remote island not on this planet. Ok, that was just plain fun.