The Sugar Daddy Date

So, at this point me and Spainboy are done. And like any other mentally ill Gen Z bitch out there I used my hoe phase as a means of coping. I downloaded apps like Grindr, Tinder, and Bumble to get some replacement dick. 

One of them (who actually does not give me dick) is the Sugar Daddy, Faceless profile, describing himself as "a man wanting to see the city" or whatever the hell that means. 35 years old and leaning more onto the thick chubby body type as well as a total top. 

He hits me up with some simple conversation, and eventually asks me for dinner. My broke ass can't fathom if this is cap or not. A man? On Grindr? Asking me out on a romantic date to just talk? No sexual shit? ALL PAID? Also, I didn't even know what he looked like. 

But he proved himself legit by doing a two finger selfie and telling me we can just meet up instead of one car at this nice 5 star sushi restaurant. So I told my friends to watch me on find my friends and did a prayer before heading out.

BITCH! The restaurant is BOUJEE! It's in the rich part of town and I'm really hoping this bitch is real cause if he flakes and I gotta pay I'm screwed. But, he pulls up and introduces himself. AND HE HAS AN FRENCH ACCENT. Mind you he's not really attractive, but he has a good personality which is fine with me. We even had reservations!

We talked about life and relationship shit. He was originally born in France but moved to California for work and eventually to where I'm at because of his company. He deals with mortgages so he makes bank. He also has a house in palm springs. He's new to the city and is just looking for friends to hang out with. He even shows me his black AMEX card which I already know this date is going smoothly.

We ordered 50$ of sushi each. We got some weird ass crazy sushi combos and I was stuffed. I then started to talk about my life and he literally just sat there and listened to me complain. We eventually left and went to the boujee central square nearby and got 40$ of expensive helado and macarons. Sadly something at home occurred so I bounced.

There was another time where he literally invited me to his house which costed about 500K to just talk and cuddle. I also got an additional 100$ everytime we would hang out. And all I would do is complain about my life. 

I still talk to him to this day, he just got a new house and is trying to make a pool/hot tub. We were going to spend Valentines together but he sadly had his friends from Cali over. Regardless, the lesson here is that I know my worth when going on dates. Cause if a man doesn't buy me dinner, then how do I know he's going to take care of me?