Mia convinced me to go on a blind date with her boyfriend’s friend, Eric. She swore he was a gentleman — polite, thoughtful, and worth the chance. And honestly, our dinner date seemed to prove her right. He brought roses, pulled out my chair, and even gifted me a tiny keychain with my initial on it. Conversation flowed easily, he paid for the whole meal without hesitation, and he walked me safely to my car. I drove home thinking maybe, just maybe, this could actually lead somewhere good.
The next morning, my phone buzzed with an email from him. I smiled — expecting a sweet message. Instead, I found a perfectly formatted invoice. He had itemized the night: the cost of dinner, the flowers, the “personalized gift,” and something he labeled “emotional effort owed.” At the bottom, he added a note implying I now owed him “reciprocation” in the form of more dates — or he’d let his friend Chris know I was ungrateful. Suddenly, the charming man from last night looked a lot more like a walking red flag.
I sent everything to Mia, and she immediately brought Chris into the loop. Both were horrified — and honestly, a little amused by how ridiculous he was. Chris created a hilarious “invoice” of his own and sent it back to Eric, charging him for being inappropriate, manipulative, and, as the document said, “a full-service embarrassment in public.” The moment Eric received it, he unleashed a wave of messages at me — first insisting it was a joke, then calling me sensitive, then claiming I had “missed out on a great guy.”
The next morning, my phone buzzed with an email from him. I smiled — expecting a sweet message. Instead, I found a perfectly formatted invoice. He had itemized the night: the cost of dinner, the flowers, the “personalized gift,” and something he labeled “emotional effort owed.” At the bottom, he added a note implying I now owed him “reciprocation” in the form of more dates — or he’d let his friend Chris know I was ungrateful. Suddenly, the charming man from last night looked a lot more like a walking red flag.
I sent everything to Mia, and she immediately brought Chris into the loop. Both were horrified — and honestly, a little amused by how ridiculous he was. Chris created a hilarious “invoice” of his own and sent it back to Eric, charging him for being inappropriate, manipulative, and, as the document said, “a full-service embarrassment in public.” The moment Eric received it, he unleashed a wave of messages at me — first insisting it was a joke, then calling me sensitive, then claiming I had “missed out on a great guy.”
