I was dating a man, and at every date, he somehow “forgot” his wallet and asked me to pay for him, promising: “I’ll transfer it later”; but at one point, my patience ran out, and I decided to leave with style… 😲😊
With all my heart, I felt we needed to stop, but my upbringing and habit of trusting people persuaded me: “Don’t overthink it, he’s just going through a tough period.” I lived with this feeling for almost two months.
We often hear that women are materialistic and only care about money. But almost no one talks about men who skillfully “forget” their wallet, doing it so naturally that you start doubting yourself.
I met Daniel at work. At first glance, he seemed solid: an expensive suit, confident gestures, a touch of gray. He spoke about startups, investments, and big plans. I felt I had met a man on my level.
The first date was perfect: a cozy café, an interesting conversation, he calmly paid the bill. Later, I realized it was the only time.
On the second date at the cinema, he suddenly patted his pockets and said he left his wallet in the car and his phone had died. He asked me to pay and promised to transfer the money in a few minutes. We never made it to the car. He didn’t mention the debt, and I decided not to spoil the evening over a small thing. After all, it wasn’t that bad!
At the restaurant on the third date, the situation repeated. When the bill arrived, he pretended his banking app was frozen. I paid again. The transfer came a few days later, only after my cautious reminder, which for some reason made me feel awkward.
Then it became a pattern. At the supermarket, he put very expensive items in the cart and, at the checkout, with a smile, said his card was in another jacket. At the gas station, he complained about a sore knee and asked me to pay for the fuel. The phrase “Pay, I’ll transfer it” was heard almost at every meeting.
The amounts weren’t huge, but regular. Transfers were delayed or simply “lost.” Meanwhile, he kept talking about future millions and a house by the sea.
I understood it wasn’t about money. I can be generous and love giving gifts. But here, it was all one-sided. He saw that I earned well and decided he could live at my expense.
The most frustrating thing was that on my birthday, he gave me nothing and calmly said he had ordered me a luxurious piece of jewelry, but the delivery was delayed. Of course, he gave me nothing. And in the restaurant, by some miracle, he forgot his money again.
So I decided to end this story beautifully…. 😢😊
I invited him to the most expensive restaurant in the city center. He was pleased, confident that I would pay again.
I ordered everything I wanted: oysters, steak, dessert, good wine. He ate with pleasure but started to get nervous seeing the number of dishes.
When the bill arrived, I slowly opened my bag, started rummaging, pretending to look for my wallet.
— Oh my God, how awful, I think I left my wallet at home, and my phone is dead. Can you pay for me? I’ll return it all, don’t worry. Tomorrow, for example.
He was flustered. He reminded me that I had invited him. I calmly replied that unforeseen situations happen and he would manage.
For a few minutes, he tried to repeat his usual excuses about limits and glitches. Then he suggested calling friends.
Then, as if by magic, his app worked, the card was found, and the money too. He paid the bill, barely hiding his irritation.
After dinner, I called a taxi and said goodbye. He never received a transfer. In two months, I had paid enough to consider the account settled.
Later, he wrote to me from other accounts, accusing me of dishonesty and making up various stories. I read those messages calmly. It meant he understood.
