The party is not in my alliance. For the Champagne girl, it’s likely under her. Even though I knew this, I still approached her and had a conversation. Looking back, I should have seen the wreckage of the car travel 100 miles, but beer guys like me can’t resist the Champagne Girl. I left her phone number and date for next week.
The problem with dating a champagne girl is that I always feel like I have to improve her level, but since this level is usually beyond my financial alliance, I pretend to be closer to several levels than I am really at. It just makes the disaster more complete because I think since I put in my effort, the Champagne girl will work hard and meet half of me and lower her level. It never happens. Champagne girls won’t compromise like that.
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I should have brought her to the local chili. She would hate it, but she would hate it with less money. Instead, I chose a nice restaurant where I usually go.
It was obvious that from the very beginning, her restaurant choices didn’t impress her. I saw the sign and I should have dialed it out at that time and there. Instead, we ordered. She chose the most expensive appetizer, followed by the most expensive entree on the menu. She frowned when I ordered a drink, even if it was worth enough beer to last for several months.
When the appetizer arrived, she didn’t touch it. She continued to chat, and I noticed that she didn’t touch her own wine either. When the waiter arrives at the appetizer with the main course, you can see the look on his face that is concerned:
“Is everything good?” he asked.
“Yes, perfect.” She smiled. “I’m done, thank you.” And send the untouched plate back and throw it away.
The main meal was performed in the same way. She chatted softly, but the food never left the plate. The waiter raised his eyebrows again on the untouched plate. “Is there any problem with this meal?” he questioned again.
“No, everything is great. I’m done, thank you.” She said he could take the plate away.
That was when I could no longer back down and said, “You can wrap this meal so we can take it home.”
You would have thought I was kicking a baby seal on the look she photographed at me. “No, there is no need,” she told the waiter.
I said, “Yes, it’s necessary.” “We want it to go.” Her appearance shows that I’m not only cheating on baby seals, but also cutting off the little rabbit’s feet to make the charm of good luck.
“No, that’s really not necessary,” she said firmly.
“Oh, yes,” I replied. “If she doesn’t want it, I’ll eat it. Thanks.”
When the waiter left, the Champagne girl was simply not satisfied with me. “That’s my meal. If you insist on bringing this meal out of this restaurant, then the date is over,” she said, which is even a problem.
I said, “I think it’s built well.” When the waiter came back from the meal, the Champagne girl said she wanted to be taken home immediately.
“You can leave at any time. I’m sure the front desk can get you a taxi.”
Champagne girl stutters. “But I don’t have money.”
I wrapped her in the food in front of her. I said, “Okay, you might want to eat this, so you have enough energy to walk home.”
I failed the Champagne Girls’ Currency Test
Later, I learned that I failed the Champagne Girls’ currency test. Obviously, one way for Champagne Girls to determine if you have enough money to date is to order the most expensive meal on the menu instead of touching it. If that guy mentioned anything, he didn’t have enough money to date them. Lessons learned.
Over the years, I learned that I was a beer guy and realized that it saved me a lot of money. I would love to stay gentle and have a lot of money so I can sweep the champagne girls off their feet, but I know that even if I do get rich in the future, I will still be a beer guy. It took a long time, but I’ve realized that being something I’m not is a great way for me to spend a lot of money to achieve nothing. Even if it’s not the perfect TV image I want, I can accept who I am, which allows me to conquer one of my most expensive habits ever – trying to make myself look better than I am in the eyes of others.
Now, if you know a champagne girl who loves grilling wings and beer, please let me know so I can give her my phone number.
(Photo courtesy of Tom Williamson)
The Beer Guy is an anonymous 30 professional single man with the name. After years of dating, he decided to focus on improving his financial situation.
