About eight years ago I was dating this complete cow who I found out had slept with some dick I knew. Well I was very calm and I organized a whole 3 day weekend away together. On the morning we left and were at the train station I pretended to forget my wallet with all my credit cards and everything. I made a real deal about forgetting my wallet and how I wanted to make the weekend really special and that I had loads of surprises planned etc, etc. I suggested that we put everything on her credit cards and I would pay her back when we got back (I had always pretty much paid for everything on most of our dates so I suppose she thought I was good for it)...
Well we racked up quiet a bill. The country estate we lived in cost $200 per night. We dined at some pretty expensive restaurants.....one night we spent nearly $400 largely due to the fact that I kept on ordering really expensive wine/champagne (tasted like crap but I wasn't paying for it!!). And the food was that gourmet crap. I had to order 4 main courses one night just to get at least 300g of meat!!! What a rip off!!!
On the second night there was this fit bird at the bar and we had been making eye contact throughout the night so I discreetly ordered her a bottle costing nearly $100...as me and the cow left...that felt good. Then there were other things like massages, spa treatments and a brand new suit for me (still got that. It's got a silk interior...real nice)!!. She was a bit cautious at first especially when she saw some of the bills but I just gave her the "you've made me so happy this past year so I want to give you a magical weekend where money is no object" crap! Then she relaxed and her credit card took all the flack
By the end of the 3 days we were there we had racked up about close to $1600. On the last night she was out cold from all the wine so I got my stuff together and asked the reception to call me a limo to take me back to Chicago. Hey it was either that or a cramped taxi to the train station and as I weren't paying....so that was another $100 . As it was fully stocked I had myself a little party on the way back to Chicago coz I got the driver to pull over and pick up a couple of buddies and honeys outside a club...oh that was a seriously good night!!!! Anyways the next morning I call the bitch on her mobile and tell her I know what she did and tell her to remember to tip the reception desk when she picks up her credit cards...ohhh that felt sooo good |