The Night I Found Out That Chivalry Was Dead | Dating


This guy has been into me for quit some time now. We knew each other since high school. We would always text and talk on the phone. We were both virgins so I guess that’s why we always close to each other. Well I graduated high school and went off to college. He was still in high school and I was thousands of miles away. We ever became anything romantic or sexual. Eventually we grew apart and went our separate ways. I was so focused in being in college that my interest for him went away very quickly.

After freshmen year of college I moved back to Texas. We soon rekindled our little thing that we had I guess. I eventually got a boyfriend and we stayed friends. Three years later we went on our first (DATE). Yes he asked me out on a date. He picked me up from my house and opened the door and everything. Days before the date he asked me where I wanted to go. I picked my favorite restaurant. I have expensive taste but I know we are all college students and we live on a budget. So I picked my $$ restaurant. The meals were not expensive at all. It was a hibachi restaurant where they cook in front of you.

We sat down and ordered. I ordered water and so did he. The waitress came around and asked us if we were ready to order. Me being me I ordered the cheapest thing on the menu because I know I did not want to hurt his pocket. My meal was $13.75. I will never forget that number because it was the cheapest thing on the menu. He ordered the same thing as well.

Dinner was delicious and the conversation was decent. At that point I told myself I wouldn’t mind going on a date with him again. Maybe I could see something in him on the second date. So anyways the check comes by. The moment of truth. The waitress brings the check by and I’m minding my own business because of course I am a woman. The check is no business of mine. He then starts laughing and said calls the waitress back and said “hey its separate”:

My jaw drops to the ground and I could not stop laughing. The check came up to $29.52. He then starts a conversation saying “Omg why would she put our checks together? Isn’t that crazy? Why would she think we weren’t paying separate.” I could not stop laughing at that point. This was the first time that I have ever had to go into my purse while on a date.

So we pay our separate bills and we started walking to the car. He tried to open the door for me but I opened it myself. On our way home he tries to have a conversation. Talking about how great our date went and I said to him ” Did you really think this was a date?” Then I started laughing. He replied “yes”. Then said we should do this again. He would love to go on a second date with him. The whole time I am just laughing at the text messages that I am sending to my roommate.

He pulls up to my house and I hop out the car like it was on fire. He tried to open my car door and walk me to my door. I said “no thank you I got this”. I haven’t spoken to that young man since that day. This is the thing that kills me I don’t mind paying for my own meal if a guys asks me to hang out.

Once you ask me on a date I am expecting the whole 9 yards. Pick me up, open the door for me, pay for my meal, walk me to my door, etc.

The thing is that he said to me a week before our date that he wanted to move our date to the day after he gets paid so he can have some money. That meant to me that he was going to pay for meal. I mean come on. Honestly I don’t expect much from men. I don’t have an issue paying for my own meal but make sure you don’t call it a date.

This happened like a year ago.


Author: Karly Shenell

Hello my name is Karly and I am 25 years old. I was born and raised on the beautiful island of St.Thomas but I currently live in Dallas, Texas.

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