The one where he left with another woman
Ever since that bloody Match.com advert where the guy on the train platform sings a song to the woman opposite him, I’ve kind of hoped for a similar meet cute. No chance.
A couple of weeks ago I told you about the lovely smack head who approached me in a restaurant to ask me out, well, it seems the love karma gods figured I was due some romance, as just a few days later I was reading at a bus stop when a guy came over and introduced himself.
“I hope you don’t mind me coming over like this, but I noticed you as I walked by and wanted to tell you how beautiful you are.”
So far so good.
“Are you from around here? It would be great if you’d let me take you for a coffee or a drink some time.”
Anyone who has the courage to do this in an age where Tinder is king should never be turned down, so despite my embarrassment we exchanged numbers and arranged to go for lunch.
Unfortunately the elusive spark I have high hopes for eventually finding failed to make an appearance, but he was interesting enough. When I left the table to go to the bathroom I returned to find him speaking with the woman at the table next to us. She was in London alone from the US and wanted tips on where to go. We suggested the usuals, and she decided on the British Museum.
The bill came, and he put his card down to pay, and I did the same. “I’ll get it” he said. “It’s International Women’s Day”, I replied. “I can pay for my lunch”, I replied jovially.
The waitress came over and he removed his card all together, leaving me to foot the entire bill, and the whole thing was made all the more awkward when the waitress handed the card machine for him to enter the PIN.
For those of you that read this blog regularly, you’ll know that I think a woman should always offer to pay, and I think online dates should be split half and half, neither of you have met and you’re on a level pegging. However, I do tend to think that if someone invites you to join them for lunch/drinks/dinner etc, then they should probably pay.....at least for themselves.
He then let the beautiful tourist know he was heading the same way as she was, and offered to escort her to the museum. So basically, a guy asked me out, I paid for his lunch and he left with another woman.
Classic.
Surprisingly he asked to see me again, and when I politely declined, he semi insulted me which was nice.
Short version
Guy: I like you, can we go out again.
Me: No thank you.
Guy: Well I never liked you anyway.
NEXT!
