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£1500 for Christmas / birthday (£500 more than last year) expecting more in a few months but yeah. I don’t really know how to feel anymore, I am just really tired of men. I need to escort. I can not tolerate the long winded conversations, I don’t even care for food. I’m still super grateful, it’s a lot of money of course. But... the toll it takes emotionally.

I’d taken a break for a year to focus on studies, now I was ready to get back into the bowl. I was feeling optimistic. I thought why not use this date to get back into practise.

It was bad. The first thing he did was complain about the noise in the restaurant he had picked, he then complained about where we had been seated. He complained about where the bread plate was placed and how the waiter poured the wine, he even took the damn bottle and showed him how it should be done. He’d called himself a gentleman, yeah right. The whole date was him complaining about everything. I felt so embarrassed that I had to apologise to the waiter when he left to the restroom.

This guy was a mess and from the stories he told me, he sounded flakey af. From leaving his stuff in another country to some weird legal battles he’s going through. I decided to make the most of it, finished my wine and ordered a big dessert for the train home and told him I had to leave. 

There was no way I could put up with that behaviour. I imagined that would be how he would treat his sb’s too.