2/My Date Refused to Order Me Dessert

The ladies and I bonded over desserts and stories. Mark sat, red-faced and embarrassed, as the whole restaurant laughed. Before I left, I gave him one last dig: “If he tries to flirt with you when I leave, just tell him you like chocolate.” The whole place erupted in laughter.

It wasn’t about the dessert—it was about standing up for myself, my dignity, and not letting anyone control me. I walked out of that restaurant with my head high and no regrets. Two days later, I got a message from the server calling me a legend.So, ladies, if anyone tries to control your plate—order two desserts. One for you, and one for karma.

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