Let me respond to some of the blatant misogyny in this thread.
Tonight about 5:30, I left my home and hopped the Metro, which successfully conveyed my person from my home in the Plateau to my dinner engagement with a friend in NDG. However, it was readily apparent that all the STM wanted was my money.
I then had dinner with a friend, the Polpetti was just fine and the linguini was perfectly al dente; the meal overall was quite enjoyable. However, as we finished I was left with the sinking feeling that all the resto wanted was my money.
After dinner, we stopped in Chapters where I wanted to pick up a copy of Doris Kearns Goodwin's Team of Rivals, which they thankfully had in stock. However, as I approached the cash, it became painfully obvious that all they wanted was my money.
So I headed home, called my favorite agency who delivered my favorite girl to my doorstep, whereupon she and I made sweet, sweet music for the next two hours. At the conclusion, after we'd showered and dress, it struck me like a bolt out of the blue, that all she wanted was my money.
So let me ask you assholes who constantly complain about the girls only wanting your money: do you bitch about taxi drivers wanting your money? Do you bitch about the restaurant wanting your money? Do you whine about Jean Coutu wanting your money? Then why all the hate on the girls????