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November 25, 2009

A Seven-Minute Date With A Rich Pretty Girl

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XXXX!The very first thing I thought was "This is too good to be true." I met this rich pretty girl on a wealthy dating site and couldn't believe she was interested in someone like me who is still living paycheck to paycheck. Nothing in my profile information indicated my financial status, so I assumed she wasn't a stickler when it came to dating someone in the same tax bracket. Not so. I believe I've set a new record for royally screwing up a first date and it was all due to money issues.

Obviously, as I had been perusing this particular dating site, I was actively trying to seduce wealthy women, but clearly, I had overshot. Money isn't normally an issue for me when dating, but my last tryst ended uncomfortably when I had to break things off because the girl was incessantly mooching off of me. Given that my account balance tends to sit at negative fifty at the end of every month, I wasn't in any position to help her out and I told her so. It wasn't pretty.

In looking for a rich pretty girl who was self-sufficient, I wasn't trying to turn the tables and mooch off of her. It was simply to keep an even keel. When we first met for drinks the other weekend, I never expected the topic of money to come up, but after asking me some basics that we didn't cover while chatting, she barreled on and unabashedly asked me how much money I have saved! Perhaps wealthy single women need to ask guys this question to avoid gold diggers.

I answered honestly and she was not impressed. Initially, it was embarrassing, but as I thought about it, I started to realize just how insulting a question it was and things got pretty ugly from there. Especially when I found out she was one of those spoiled trust fund brats. Sure, she was a rich pretty girl, but she didn't do a damned thing to deserve it and I wasn't about to sit there and be made to feel bad for working for my money. Of course, when I pointed this out, all I got for my insight was a drink in my face. I'd like to say that next time I'll keep my mouth shut, but I doubt it. Is there no such thing as a budding romantic interest that is immune to disputes over money?

Posted by lucas at November 25, 2009 8:47 AM

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