My Boyfriend’s “Magic” Credit Card Forgetting: A Weeknight Dinner Disaster
MY BOYFRIEND ‘MAGICALLY’ FORGETS HIS CREDIT CARD EVERY TIME WE DINE OUT WITH HIS KIDS.
We’ve been together for 9 months. Once a week, we dine out with his kids. BUT every single time the bill comes, he’s like, “Oh no, forgot my card again.” So, who ends up paying? ME, obviously, because the kids are there.
One night, right after I got my paycheck, he let the kids order whatever they wanted, racking up a MASSIVE BILL. But he had no clue WHAT I had planned this time. You should’ve seen his face when I… ⬇️…smiled sweetly and said, “Don’t worry, honey, I’ve got it covered… with these!” I dramatically pulled out a stack of coupons.
He sputtered, “Coupons? But…the kids…”
I cut him off, still smiling, “They’ll be fine. We’re having an *adventure* in budget-friendly dining tonight! Look, two-for-one appetizers, free kids’ meals with an adult entree… it’s going to be fun!”
The server looked confused, but I batted my eyelashes and assured her it was all perfectly acceptable. The kids were visibly deflated, having to dramatically scale back their extravagant orders. My boyfriend, however, was turning a shade of red I hadn’t seen before.
We navigated the coupon chaos, carefully selecting the cheapest options. The meal, while edible, was far from the feast he clearly anticipated. As we were leaving, I made a point of thanking him for suggesting this restaurant, emphasizing how much “fun” it was to find such great deals.
The following week, we were scheduled for our usual dinner out. As we got ready, he nervously mumbled, “Maybe we should just stay in tonight? We can order pizza or something.”
“Nonsense!” I chirped. “I’m looking forward to seeing what culinary delights you’ve chosen for us this week!”
He visibly paled. When the bill came at the end of the meal, I watched with amusement as he meticulously checked his wallet. “Oh, would you look at that,” he said, a strained smile plastered on his face. “I actually remembered my card this time.”
From that day forward, his “forgetfulness” miraculously disappeared. And while I still enjoyed dining out with him and his kids, I made sure we kept the spending in check. He learned that I was happy to contribute, but I wouldn’t be taken advantage of. Our relationship became more honest, more balanced, and definitely more affordable.