Climax
Mar 09, 2026

That was until the next morning, when I saw that he'd sent me a...

I went on a date with a guy my friend set me up with.

 He showed up with flowers (not a grocery store bunch, actual roses).

 Dinner was perfect.

 He was charming, opened doors, and pulled out my chair.

When the check came, I reached for my wallet. big mistake.

"Absolutely not," he said, sliding his card down.

"A man pays on the first date."

I walked away thinking it was one of the best first dates ever.

That was until the next morning, when I saw that he'd sent me a bill for our dinner the night before.

Along with it was a message that said:

“Hey, I’ve been thinking about it, and honestly, I don’t think we’re really compatible. You’re nice, but I didn’t feel that spark. That said, dinner was quite expensive — $172 in total — and since things aren’t going anywhere between us, I think it’s fair if you cover your half. You can just Venmo or PayPal me $86. Thanks.”

I just stared at my phone in disbelief.

 This was the same guy who, just hours earlier, had confidently said, “A man pays on the first date.”

 He’d smiled, held doors open, complimented my dress, and made me feel like I’d just stepped into some romantic movie.

Now, he was literally sending me an invoice for my half of the meal.

For a solid minute, I thought it was a joke. I even laughed out loud and waited for a “Just kidding ” text that never came. Instead, he sent another message:

“Just wanted to make sure you got the bill — don’t want it to get lost in your inbox .”

At that point, I realized he was serious. The same man who’d brought roses and played the perfect gentleman was now chasing me for $86.50 like a debt collector.

Needless to say, I didn’t send him a cent.

I just blocked his number — but not before screenshotting the entire conversation and sending it to my friend who’d set us up.

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