“I had been talking to this guy I met on Tinder for a couple of weeks, and he seemed nice enough. One day, I posted on Snapchat that I was going to get coffee, and he writes back asking to join. I agreed and gave him the name of the place where I was going to be. I sit down, and the waitress takes my order, a caramel latte; he enters, and we say our hellos. Conversation-wise it was fine, nothing too exciting but not horrible. We were both Dominican, so we bonded over that, but he was good-looking, and he knew it, so a lot of the conversation became about him. He orders his coffee and two appetizers. Then another two. And another two.
When he gets the last one, he offers me some, but I decline because I have plans after to eat with my friends. So at this point, I have had one coffee, and he’s had six appetizers and a coffee. Now this place isn’t cheap; my latte was $7, and all the apps they sell are $14+. When the check comes, I take out $10 from my wallet and put it on the table. He looks at me and says, ‘Aren’t we going to split it?’ I start laughing because, of course, he must be kidding since I didn’t even have one bite of the apps, and the check is over $100. He’s not laughing, so I realize he’s not kidding. I tell him I’m not paying since I didn’t eat anything.
He says, ‘So? That was your decision.’ At this point, I really don’t want to argue, so I just stand and tell him to have a good day. He started yelling in the restaurant, saying all these insults about me and how sad that makes him ’cause I seemed nice and he had high hopes for us. I could hear him still yelling when I was outside.”