I met a boy at a friend’s birthday party. It turned out that he was a mate of her boyfriend. Apparently, we fancied each other and he asked me out later that week.
When we met up, he told me we needed to pop into the supermarket to pick up a few things, and then wed be heading over to one of his mates flats. It was freezing outside, and since he didnt suggest anywhere elselike a coffee shop or a cinemaI agreed.
He said we should get a pizza and a few other bits. We walked into Tesco, grabbed a trolley, and started shopping. Suddenly, he began piling in an expensive bottle of brandy, a posh pack of sausages, some nice cheese, and a pineapple
I was taken aback, honestly. I just threw in a handful of clementines and some biscuitsmy purse wasnt exactly full and Id come for a date, not a shopping spree.
At that point, I figured he must be well-off and just unusually generous.
We queued up at the tillthere were about five people in front of us. Thats when he wandered off, leaving me with the trolley, saying, Wont be a minute. I had no idea what was going on. When it was our turn, I just paid for my clementines and biscuits and left the rest behind.
As I headed for the exit, I spotted him waiting. He grabbed my bag, noticed how light it was, peeked inside and asked, looking utterly baffled, Wheres the rest of it?
I nodded towards the shop wed just left. He started shouting after me, calling me tight and saying I should have covered everything since Id wasted his time.
