Recently, I was at a bar with a single friend when we were approached by two pretty affable, hipster-seeming guys. I don’t use that term negatively…I love hipsters! But you know what I mean: We were in Williamsburg, they were dressed in the appropriate ripped t-shirt and whatever-shorts manner, and exuded a vibe that clearly said “We play in a band, or something.” One of the guys claimed to be a coffee barista, and his roommate was in finance. Already, I sensed something was up: How can a coffee-slinger afford to live with somebody who works on Wall Street? A trust fund?
Nope: As it turned out, this guy not only owned/managed the well-known cafe he purported to just work at, and made thousands of dollars on the side by selling his paintings and giving drawing lessons to Hugh Jackman. What?
I don’t think in the history of guys this has ever happened: I only found out about this dude’s pretty lavish lifestyle when my friend and I agreed to get a nightcap at the hipster duo’s place. Instead of some fourth floor walk-up the size of a closet, we found ourselves in a new condo in Greenpoint, complete with a pool, jacuzzi, steam-room, and friggin indoor waterfall.
I’m not surprised that some hipsters have a lot of dough lying around, that’s not what this is about. I’m shocked that in the bar dating scene, there are some guys who straight-out lie about what they do in order to sound less attractive. What’s the point of that? Maybe this guy didn’t want me to be interested in him for his money, but then why not mention the art thing? If there’s one thing cool chicks love, it’s starving artists. And more importantly: Does this happen often? We’re so used to people telling little white lies about themselves to sound more important than they actually are to pick up potential mates, and for good reason! Women are attracted to status and money (sorry, true story): to underplay that isn’t modest, it’s insanity.
This guy was probably looking for a girl to like him for who he was, before she found out he was loaded. Unfortunately, the dating scene rarely works like that. And now every time I go into a Starbucks I take a long hard look at the guys behind the counter, since apparently anyone of them could be a secret millionaire.
Has a guy ever undersold himself to you at first? Does this ever happen? Let us know!