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My Date Insisted on Paying the Bill – I Wish I Hadn’t Let Him

When Eric insisted on paying for our first date, I thought I’d met a true gentleman. Roses, a thoughtful gift, charming conversation—he was checking all the boxes. But when he texted me the next day, my stomach dropped.

Mia, my best friend, had set me up with Eric, though she wasn’t exactly an experienced matchmaker. But since her boyfriend, Chris, vouched for him, I figured it was worth a shot.

After a few casual texts, we planned to meet for dinner at a nice Italian restaurant with a river view. I arrived early, nervously checking my reflection when I saw him approaching. He was just as attractive as his photos—clean-cut and confident.

What I didn’t expect was the bouquet of roses in his hand. Not cheap ones, but an elegant arrangement tied with a ribbon. Then, he pulled out a small gift box with a sleek silver keychain engraved with the letter “K.”

“Something just for you,” he said. “I asked Mia what you might like.”

I was impressed. Flowers and a personalized gift on a first date? This man was making a statement.

Throughout dinner, Eric was the perfect gentleman—asking thoughtful questions, remembering details from our texts, making me feel like the most interesting person in the room. It was shaping up to be the best first date I’d ever had.

When the check arrived, I reached for my purse.

“Absolutely not,” Eric said firmly, placing his card down. “A man pays on the first date.”

His tone was more final than polite, but I shrugged it off. “Okay, if you insist. Thank you.”

The evening ended on a high note, and as we left, he asked if he could call me again.

The next morning, I woke up to a notification from Eric. Expecting a sweet follow-up text, I opened it—only to find an invoice.

At the top, in bold letters:

Date Night Invoice – Amount Due: 1 Outstanding Balance.

Underneath was a breakdown of “services rendered” with attached charges:

Bouquet of Roses: 1 hug

Custom Keychain Gift: 1 coffee date (scheduled within a week)

Opening Car Door: A cute selfie together

Full Dinner + Tip Covered: A second date, no excuses

And at the bottom, in bold:

Failure to comply may result in an outstanding balance being sent to collections (Chris will hear about it). Looking forward to your prompt payment!

My jaw dropped. This wasn’t a joke—he seriously thought dating worked on a transaction basis.

I immediately sent it to Mia, and minutes later, Chris called, laughing so hard he could barely speak.

“Kelly, I can’t believe this! I’ve known Eric for years, but this? Next-level insanity.”

Chris, being the king of pettiness, had an idea. He sent me a counter-invoice:

Service Invoice – Amount Due: A Lifetime of Silence

Introducing You to a Gorgeous Woman: 1 permanent block on all platforms

Convincing Her You Were a Gentleman: A deep reflection on why you’re single

Not Exposing You to the Entire Internet: A generous gift you should be grateful for

I sent it to Eric. Moments later, my phone lit up with angry messages.

“Wow, really mature.”

“I was just trying to set realistic expectations.”

“You just missed out on a GREAT guy.”

I didn’t reply. Just sent a thumbs-up emoji and blocked his number.

The experience left me with a golden rule for dating: If a guy insists on paying, make sure he’s not going to send you an invoice afterward.

The keychain? I kept it. Not because it reminded me of Eric, but because it was a hilarious souvenir from the weirdest date of my life.

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