After three years, my crush finally asked me out, and he took me to a fancy restaurant. The chemistry between us was amazing all night.
Then he went to the bathroom—and never came back. Thirty minutes later, a pale waiter approached me and said, “Miss, you need to cover the bill.”
I was stunned to learn that he had left, telling the waiter I was the one responsible for paying. I ended up footing a $244 bill.
What hurt the most wasn’t the money—it was being abandoned after such a promising evening. He didn’t even have the courage to face me, and I haven’t seen him since. That night left me shaken and made it hard to trust men for a long time.
