Sure, It Tastes Great Going Down...

To follow up with yesterday's post, for some sad reason I was not born/blessed? with the feminine wiles to make me a gold digger. Instead, I was cursed with the cockamamie good little girl complex that makes it impossible for me to say "no." So what does that mean? It means I go out on dates with guys I have no interest in. And seeing as I'm out with them, dreading every minute, to have them also pay for dinner, drinks, movie, popcorn etc. means that somehow I'm going to be obligated. Sexual favors? Not even that blatent - more that I'll have to agree to go out with them again. Therefore, if I insist on paying, they owe ME - meaning I get a get-out-of-jail-free card, I don't have to answer their calls or go out with them again. Because, see, I paid for YOUR dinner--no harm, no foul, we're even, now leave me alone.

Is that retarded or what?