As I walked into the pub, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. It had been a while since I had gone out to a bar, and I was hoping to meet someone special. Little did I know, this night would turn out to be a complete disaster.
I made my way to the bar and ordered a tower of beer. As I waited for my drink, I noticed a group of girls sitting at a nearby table. They were all laughing and having a good time, and I couldn’t help but be drawn to them. I took a deep breath and decided to make my move.
I walked over to their table and introduced myself. To my surprise, they all seemed interested and welcomed me into their conversation. I felt like I was on top of the world, finally getting the attention of some attractive women.
it was all just an act.
As the night went on, I found myself buying round after round of drinks for the group. They kept asking for “ladies drinks” which were more expensive than the regular drinks I was having. But I was so caught up in the moment, trying to impress these girls, that I didn’t even realize how much money I was spending.
It wasn’t until one of the girls asked me for a “tip” that I started to feel uneasy. I thought to myself, “Why would I need to give them a tip? I barely know them.” But I didn’t want to seem cheap or ruin the fun, so I handed over a few dollars. Little did I know, this was just the beginning.
As the night went on, I noticed that these girls were only interested in me for my money. They would flirt and laugh, but as soon as I stopped buying them drinks or giving them tips, they would lose interest. It was like I was being used, and I felt like a complete fool.
I started to feel angry and frustrated. How could these girls treat me like garbage, just because I was willing to buy them drinks? I was a decent guy, with a good job and a kind heart, yet I was being treated like a walking ATM. I couldn’t believe that I had fallen for their act.
As the night came to an end, I couldn’t help but feel like a loser. I had spent a considerable amount of money on these girls, and for what? A few hours of fake attention and flattery? I felt like I had been played and used. And the worst part was, I knew deep down that I probably was a loser in their eyes.