There was a time I looked to online dating to find Mr. Right. As it turns out no prince but a lot of stories to tell. There was a gentleman who had grabbed my attention long enough for a second date. After having a pub meal the waitress came to ask if we were on one check or separate. I knew my date wasn’t the most financially stable and he unexpectedly drove 30 minutes out of town for B-Dubs. With this in mind I kindly suggested we split the bill. Without hesitation he gave a sigh of relief and lipped ‘thank you.’
When the waitress returned she tapped the check book and with a big smile said “It’s all good!” I gave her the look of confusion and replied “Well I’d hope so otherwise I need to check my bank account.”
Again she replied “It’s all good” with that same cheesy smile.
I looked at my date and thought ‘awe he is so sweet going behind my back and covering my meal’. I then voiced these inner thoughts by asking “Did you..did you cover the bill?” He gave me a blank stare, a shake in the head and a light “no.”
At that moment I assessed the situation and added the math “…..We have to go!”
“I’m still drinking my beer” he said with question and little to no understanding.
Now at this point my anxiety is heightening and I am praying what I calculated doesn’t happen. By the way have you guessed where this is going? Most people don’t. If you figured it out at this point comment below with a #hayliestory.
Fifteen minutes go by and I am starting to relax. He is almost finished with his tall boy and I am home free. A different waitress from the opposite end of the restaurant approaches us. I start thinking ‘oh no my card didn’t go through.‘ She reaches the table with a welcoming smile and a white receipt in hand. She hands the paper to me and says “the gentleman over there wanted me to give this to you”
The receipt consisted of the following:
a number (444)-555-555
a name Roy “Something”
and…….. YOUR WELCOME
My face was beat red and my date didn’t look much better.
“Well that is what I get for taking a pretty girl out; another man pays for her bill”
“No please this never happens..really I am more of an ugly duckling like… this never EVER happens. I’m so sorry. I’m embarrassed.”
Needless to say I never went on another date with this guy which is how my 2 date rule began. As for the Roy Something well I never texted him because not only did he embarrass me on my date he spelled “Your” possessively and not conjunctive. Today I laugh it off as another #hayliestory.