It was a Friday night and she was supposed to come to my place. She had keys to my place but she didn’t know I wasn’t home so I texted her; “You might get to the house before me. I’m in town getting some stuff but I should be home very soon.”
Her response was instant: “I’m in town too with some friends. We are eating out and catching up.”
I asked where and she told me. She told me I could come around so we leave together and I did. They were three ladies on the table. I didn’t want to join them but they all screamed, “Don’t be shy just join us,” so I did. I was already full but I ordered a bottle of coke just to blend in.
When they brought the bill, I paid for my Coke while they went through their purses searching for money to pay for what they ate. On our way home, my girlfriend wasn’t having it; “Why did you do that? You might as well not pay for the Coke so we know you don’t have anything. That’s an embarrassment.”
To her, I should have been a gentleman and paid for what they had eaten or at least made an offer to pay so they know I made an effort. I didn’t know how much they had spent and I’m not the guy to create the wrong impression about me. I told her, “You would pay if I didn’t come around, right? So what’s the point?”
She said next time I shouldn’t do that. I told her I would do it again and again. She said, “I know you’re stingy but the whole world shouldn’t know about it.” I laughed. If that’s what it takes to be stingy, then I am proud of it.