You seem really great. I read through your profile word for word; thinking we’re really get along. You seem driven, cultured, intelligent, and yet laid-back. You seem to have refined taste, yet still a child at heart. Over-all [sic], you seem like the type of person whom with which [sic] I’d get along.
And then, feeling pretty great about messaging you, I get to this part; “You would pay for drinks.”
For the record, I am that guy that pays for drinks. I was raised a gentleman, and although I have complicated ideas about what that means in today’s society, I still get the tab the vast majority of the time. However, the nerve to blatantly request such a thing seems rather tactless. It says, “yes I am using you for your money, and you are paying for my presence”. I don’t know, I would never start a relationship by asking for monetary favors. It just seems bizarre.
I just really wanted to communicate that to you. I really hope you have a wonderful night, and I wish you the best of luck.”
“So, someone gave me this horse as a gift, but I’m a little weirded out because I actually really wanted a horse but I didn’t want it to know it was a horse? So now I’m going to sit the gift horse down and explain to it why it makes me uncomfortable and why it should probably feel at least a little ashamed of itself for what it did. I mean, I’m not looking for tears or anything, just an apology. Maybe a handwritten note.”