I went on a date with a guy my friend set me up with. He showed up with flowers. Not a grocery store bunch—actual roses.

Dinner was perfect. He was charming, opened doors, and pulled out my chair. When the check came, I reached for my wallet—big mistake. “Absolutely not,” he said, sliding his card down. “A man pays on the first date.” I walked away thinking it was one of the best first dates ever, until the next morning, when I saw that he’d sent me a Venmo request for half the bill.

At first, I thought it was a joke. Maybe some kind of flirty way to keep the conversation going. But there was no playful emoji, no winking message. Just a cold request for $42.50.

I stared at my phone, debating what to do. Should I pay it? Should I call him out? Should I just ignore it and move on? My friend, the one who set us up, laughed so hard when I told her that she nearly choked on her coffee. “No way!” she wheezed. “The same guy who gave you the ‘A man pays on the first date’ speech? What a legend.”

I decided to respond. “Hey! I got your Venmo request. Just curious, was that a mistake?”

He replied within minutes. “Not a mistake. I think it’s fair to split things.”

I was stunned. “But you literally said ‘A man pays on the first date.’”

“Yeah,” he wrote. “But I meant, like, at the moment. You offered, and I turned it down because it would have been awkward in front of the waiter. But I figured after the fact, splitting was fair.”

I had to laugh. I mean, the mental gymnastics! I screenshotted the conversation and sent it to my friend. “I cannot with this guy.”

She replied: “You have to tell him. You have to call him out.”

I thought about it, then decided I would. I messaged back: “Honestly, I would’ve been fine splitting if you’d just said so from the start. But don’t act like some old-school gentleman and then send a charge request the next day. That’s weird.”

He left me on read.

I figured that was the end of it. I mean, lesson learned. But then, a week later, my friend texted me: “Omg. Check your Venmo.”

I opened the app and saw that he’d not only deleted the request but sent me $42.50 with a message: “You’re right. That was weird. My bad.”

And just like that, I felt a little better about humanity.

I didn’t reply, but I did smile. Not because I’d gotten my money back, but because people—even the ones who make dumb mistakes—are sometimes capable of growth.

And that’s the lesson, I guess: If someone does something that feels off, don’t be afraid to call them out. You might not always get an apology, but sometimes, you do.

And sometimes, you even get $42.50 back.

If this story made you laugh, roll your eyes, or just shake your head at modern dating, share it with a friend! Who knows, maybe they’ve had a Venmo-date disaster of their own.