I went to bed thinking, Maybe I found one of the good ones. That illusion shattered the next morning at 7:13 a.m., when I received a PayPal request from Andy: $37.25 for gas, car depreciation, parking, and—no joke—a cleaning fee for puddle splash marks. I stared in disbelief before bursting into laughter.
Then I sent him $50 with a note: “$13 tip for opening the door. Cheers.” Blocked. Marcus was horrified—and amused.
Turns out, Andy bragged to his pickleball group about our “rom-com” date… until Marcus showed them the screenshots. The group voted him out. Weeks later, I saw a viral TikTok from another woman who’d dated Andy—and got the same bill.
Honestly? I’m grateful. Worst date ever
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