I relived a scene from my favorite movie, “The Joy Luck Club” tonight. Soccer Coach and I met again as friends at Nosh. I was feeling good about having a male friend. We had good conversation. I brought up dating, and he made it known he would still like to be dating me. We ordered several appetizers—most of which he ate. The check came, he put down his card, I put down mine. Then he made a huge deal about not letting me pay for the whole thing and giving me cash for slightly less than half. Thing is, I never intended to pay for more than my share. I literally had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud.
Good girl continues to date badly.
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2 comments:
omg!
Ok...I think I fall on the "Harry" side of "When Harry met Sally." I think the sex thing is always there. I have tried it and can only say, I stopped when I got tired and annoyed of being with a man who just wasn't that into me.
Glad you bit your lip. I don't think he gets it. Here for my "dating badly friend."
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