squirrels
Master Don Juan
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This is sort of a field report, I guess, but what I'm gonna do is tell you what happened, tell you what *I* think, and all I really want is a check to see if I'm not missing the big picture here.
It's my first date with this girl. I met her at a bar near here, seemed like very high IL. I picked her up Friday and we went to shoot pool. There was a cover at Champion's, so I paid for both of ours and told her she "owes me the first drink," in kind of a playful way. So she bought us a drink while we were waiting, but I could tell she kind of did it grudgingly.
No biggy, we get a table and start playing. I absolutely slaughter her. Like 6 times. I even tried to miss a few shots on purpose but she wasn't good at all and I just fell into a zone. But it's OK because we're doing lemon-drops all night and by the last game we're just laughing and cutting up. She's all playing with the hair and giggling...
So anyway, we go to leave and I grab the drink tab (which was like $50 with the tip ) and she pays for the table. We sit down and take one more shot before we leave...she's up close on me and we decide to play some Keno (I'm working a little kino of my own).
Anyway, this is getting long so let me try to wrap up. We get back in the car...she wants me to try this lip gloss she's using...three seconds later she's applying it directly. After a little make-out, we meet her friends at a bar, she gets yet another shot for us, then we roll to yet ANOTHER place where her friend is. We chill there for a while...she's up on my lap and we're getting REAL close. Fast-forward back to her apartment...we both make our way to the couch and things start getting hot. We're kissing, I'm working her neck and her chest and slowly moving lower, she's breathing heavy...
*cue sound of record scratching*
All of a sudden she's like, "Hold on. I know this is going to sound materialistic, and I know I seem like a modern woman, but my mother brought me up in the traditional way (her mom's Korean)...when a man takes me out, he should pay for me, and his willingness to pay shows me how much he's willing to give for my affection, and you just didn't do that tonight."
Now I'm so drunk off of those shots my immediate reaction is to try to console her that I'm not disrespecting her and tell her this is the first date blah blah blah. But I end up going home. She offered to drive me back to my place, which I would've taken her up on because I wasn't quite sober, but NOBODY drives my car.
But as I woke up the next morning and my head cleared, I thought about this...and I actually got a little offended myself! The way I see it:
-I don't want a girl who I have to "pay for affection" from. She's a stripper. If I want to buy her love I'll go see her at work.
-My "payment" for her company should be my company. My "payment" for her affection should be MY affection. By saying that, it's almost indicating that her affection has value and mine doesn't. WTF?!
At the same time, I can kind of understand that if she was raised in the traditional school, maybe she plays the traditional female role, too (the subservient homemaker/lover). But I just don't know if that's my style, and I can't afford to be anyone's "Sugar Daddy" at this point in my life, nor can I pay her way out of her job.
Reality-check me, here. Tell me I'm not off-base expecting her to pay halfway on a first date.
Also, you think I should call her again? LOL she's not the most fascinating person in the world, but we WERE having a ball up to this point.
One thing I forgot to mention is that her friend came home around the same time she pulled this crap, so maybe her social conditioning kicked in.
It's my first date with this girl. I met her at a bar near here, seemed like very high IL. I picked her up Friday and we went to shoot pool. There was a cover at Champion's, so I paid for both of ours and told her she "owes me the first drink," in kind of a playful way. So she bought us a drink while we were waiting, but I could tell she kind of did it grudgingly.
No biggy, we get a table and start playing. I absolutely slaughter her. Like 6 times. I even tried to miss a few shots on purpose but she wasn't good at all and I just fell into a zone. But it's OK because we're doing lemon-drops all night and by the last game we're just laughing and cutting up. She's all playing with the hair and giggling...
So anyway, we go to leave and I grab the drink tab (which was like $50 with the tip ) and she pays for the table. We sit down and take one more shot before we leave...she's up close on me and we decide to play some Keno (I'm working a little kino of my own).
Anyway, this is getting long so let me try to wrap up. We get back in the car...she wants me to try this lip gloss she's using...three seconds later she's applying it directly. After a little make-out, we meet her friends at a bar, she gets yet another shot for us, then we roll to yet ANOTHER place where her friend is. We chill there for a while...she's up on my lap and we're getting REAL close. Fast-forward back to her apartment...we both make our way to the couch and things start getting hot. We're kissing, I'm working her neck and her chest and slowly moving lower, she's breathing heavy...
*cue sound of record scratching*
All of a sudden she's like, "Hold on. I know this is going to sound materialistic, and I know I seem like a modern woman, but my mother brought me up in the traditional way (her mom's Korean)...when a man takes me out, he should pay for me, and his willingness to pay shows me how much he's willing to give for my affection, and you just didn't do that tonight."
Now I'm so drunk off of those shots my immediate reaction is to try to console her that I'm not disrespecting her and tell her this is the first date blah blah blah. But I end up going home. She offered to drive me back to my place, which I would've taken her up on because I wasn't quite sober, but NOBODY drives my car.
But as I woke up the next morning and my head cleared, I thought about this...and I actually got a little offended myself! The way I see it:
-I don't want a girl who I have to "pay for affection" from. She's a stripper. If I want to buy her love I'll go see her at work.
-My "payment" for her company should be my company. My "payment" for her affection should be MY affection. By saying that, it's almost indicating that her affection has value and mine doesn't. WTF?!
At the same time, I can kind of understand that if she was raised in the traditional school, maybe she plays the traditional female role, too (the subservient homemaker/lover). But I just don't know if that's my style, and I can't afford to be anyone's "Sugar Daddy" at this point in my life, nor can I pay her way out of her job.
Reality-check me, here. Tell me I'm not off-base expecting her to pay halfway on a first date.
Also, you think I should call her again? LOL she's not the most fascinating person in the world, but we WERE having a ball up to this point.
One thing I forgot to mention is that her friend came home around the same time she pulled this crap, so maybe her social conditioning kicked in.
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