I met a lad at a friends birthday bash. Turned out, he was a mate of her boyfriend. There must have been a bit of a spark between us because he asked me out soon after.
When we met up, he said we needed to pop by the supermarket to grab a few bits, then wed head over to a mates flat together. It was freezing outside and, since he didnt suggest anything else like a cosy café or catching a film, I just agreed.
He mentioned picking up a pizza and a couple of other bits and bobs. Off we went into Tesco, grabbed a trolley, and started wandering the aisles. Next thing I know, hes chucking a pricey bottle of brandy in, alongside a pack of posh sausages, fancy cheese, pineapplepractically filling up the trolley.
I was a bit taken aback, to be honest. I only put in some satsumas and a packet of biscuits since I didnt have much cash on me. I was expecting a date, not doing a weekly shop.
Still, I thought perhaps he was one of those generous sorts who doesnt mind splashing out.
We got to the till with five people ahead of us. Suddenly, he steps away from the trolley and says, Back in a mo. I didnt really know what was going on. When it was my turn, I took out only the satsumas and biscuits Id chosen and left the rest.
As I left, I spotted him waiting for me outside. He took the bag from me, noticed it was lighter than it shouldve been, had a peek inside, and looked utterly confused. Wheres the rest of it? he asked.
I pointed him back towards Tesco, explaining what Id done. He shouted after me, calling me stingy, saying I could have paid for everything, moaning that Id wasted his time.
Well, today I learnt somethingdont assume people have the same intentions as you. And never leave your shopping with someone else unless youre sure theyre paying.
