When the tab finally came, the "crypto-millionaire" suddenly had a crisis. He patted his pockets, looked genuinely distressed, and claimed he’d left his wallet in his other khakis.
I told him I’d have to check my schedule. Then I went home, blocked his number, and poured a very large glass of wine. 🚩 Red Flag Roundup: This Week’s Lessons Bad Date Chronicles
As I reached for my bag, he asked if I had any job referrals at my company because he was currently "between opportunities". The Grand Finale When the tab finally came, the "crypto-millionaire" suddenly