I had been dating this really nice guy (or so I thought) for a month or so. One morning he called me up and said that he had a job in my neighborhood and wanted to take me out to a late breakfast. So I agreed. He picked me up and took me to a pretty decent restaurant, where we ordered some food. When it came out, this creep leaned over and said, "Oh, by the way ... I only have $8. " I was stunned. I had absolutely no money on me. So I had to excuse myself and go hunt for an ATM on foot. By the time I got back, my food was cold and his was all gone. When the check came, he didn't even bother to pitch in his eight bucks! I paid for the entire meal. And what was worse, he ordered steak and eggs!
— Jane, 25