Dealbreaker: He Made Me Mail My Half Of The Bill

I met Donny* for a drink at 6 p.m. on a Sunday. When I walked into the deserted restaurant, soaked from the downpour outside, I didn’t know he was destined to become the pettiest, stingiest and most pitiable man I’ve ever gone out with.

Do people now ask for their money back from dates, as if they’ve purchased a defective toaster from a department store? Was this a new trend?

I re-joined OKCupid after several weeks of TV and tear-soaked tissues. I was—okay, still am—mourning the loss of an amazing relationship. Being in love with your ex is more conducive to eating delivered Thai food and watching movies in your pajamas, but I resolved to try dating again anyway. Not to find a new boyfriend, but to show myself I was strong, that I wasn’t waiting for a reunion that might never come, that I actually still had the capacity to find other men attractive.

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