Last night I met up with this guy I first started talking to during my OkCupid spree from a few weeks ago. Like Jay, we had been talking, then stopped, then started up again. Last week we finally made plans to meet up.
We agreed to meet at this bar close to my house around 9:30. As I was looking for parking he texted me that he was also looking for parking. So now, as I was driving around I was also looking around to see if I saw him. A few minutes later I saw a guy wearing a short sleeve plaid button down shirt getting out of a car, and I knew that it was him, because he wore the same shirt in one of his profile pictures. After circling the block again I ended up getting a spot on the same block he did. This is relevant because of what happened later.
When I walked in he was already drinking a beer, so I ordered a vodka and club soda. I was not attracted to him, although he wasn’t bad looking. The conversation flowed pretty well, he was nice, funny, etc. I wasn’t in love or anything, but I was having a decent time.
Until the end of the night.
I was getting pretty tired, so around 11:45 I said I was gonna have to call it a night. I slowly started getting my things together, getting up, putting on my coat, etc., but he didn’t make a move as far as getting up OR attempting to pay for the drinks (after my first drink I’d had 2 more club sodas, no vodka. He only had the one beer). I took a $10 bill out and put it on the bar to pay for my drinks. Then he got up and was standing there ready to leave, but still wasn’t putting any money on the table for his beer. I was kind of confused at this point, so I asked him “Did you already pay?” He said “Yes,” so I said “Oh, okay, thanks” and I took my money back off the table. I started buttoning up my coat and the bartender came over to say goodnight and thanks for coming, and then she looked at him and said something like “Who’s going to pay for her drink?” He asked her how much it was and she said “$8.” He started making a motion of reaching in his pocket, but I still had the $10 in my hand, so I threw it on the bar. He said “I got it.” I said “No, I got it. I just thought you had already paid.” He said “I thought you were asking me if I had paid for MY drink.” Really??
We walked outside. It was pretty cold and I was annoyed by what had just happened. I started walking, then stopped and asked him where his car was parked. “That way,” he said, pointing to the OPPOSITE direction of where I had seen him park his car earlier! “Okay, well I’m this way,” I said. I gave him a kiss on the cheek. He started to say “Well it was nice meeting you,” but I cut him off mid-sentence with a loud “BYE!” and turned and walked away. When I passed by his parking spot a few minutes later his car was empty, so either he went back in the bar after I left or he went somewhere else. About 30 minutes later he called me, but I think it was a genuine pocket dial because the voice mail is 20 seconds of whooshing and then him going “Hello? Hello?” and then hanging up.
Am I crazy to think that he should have paid for my drink? It just seems like common courtesy, even if there is no “love connection,” for the guy to pay for the drink. And when the hell did he pay for his drink? Before I got there? While I was in the bathroom? The whole thing just seemed really tacky to me. Total turn off.