Love Blinders: The Tale of My Fancy, Freeloading Boyfriend

I had a boyfriend who liked the good life, but he was a little difficult when it came to paying. Once I told him that I had made friends with a professor from my university who came to teach classes from another city and stayed alone in a hotel.

My boyfriend, who was a very sociable person, immediately contacted the professor and invited him to dinner at a very expensive place. We went to the restaurant and he ordered many dishes so that the professor could taste the delicacies of our city. When my boyfriend asked for the bill (which, by the way, was very high), at that moment he happened to use the bathroom, the bill came and it took more than half an hour to come back, so the professor had to take out his wallet and pay the bill.

On another occasion, when I graduated and got my first job, I received my salary and very happily told my boyfriend about it. He told me that at that moment I needed to pay for something near my house, but he didn’t have time to go to the bank to withdraw money. I didn’t have any at the time, but I told him: “Use my card and bring it back tomorrow.” He did bring it back the next day, but it was empty. By the time I saw the transactions, he had gone out to dinner and on a spree that night, but not before stopping at a clothing store and buying a very fine suit. It took me years to realize that he was a deadbeat, blind love.