Sir Speedy

I was on date #2 with a guy whose sense of humor and persona had me from the start. On the first date we ended up hooking up, but as it turned out he was very, ahem, quick triggered. I don’t mind this so long as he makes up for it in other ways and I told him so. On our second date we went out to a nice pub. When the bill came he made no move to pay despite me having just gotten a minimum wage part time gig while he had a fancy government job. I end up paying the entire tab, which was more than a day’s pay for me.
When I went to write in my tip amount he asked, “Is that all? You’re kind of cheap!”
I used to work as a waitress and from experience I generally over tip. He whipped out his tip calculator at the table after I called him a jerk. When we got back to my place and got busy he was still super speedy. I managed to “please him” numerous times, but he never once made a move to even touch me.
I brought it up and he said, “I’m not going to do that – I’ll watch you.”
Then he rolled over and started to go to sleep. Thinking he was inexperienced I asked him what he was into, trying to be the open minded, encouraging woman. He started going on about Pokemon porn. Did I mention that he made me buy the condoms, criticized my apartment for “hygiene reasons” (I didn’t have time to do the dishes that morning) and made fun of my taste in movies even though he was a grown man who admitted to owning, enjoying and still listening to the first Hanson album.
The best part? I got food poisoning from the food I bought.


