There is this article that was written by Yvonne Kwok a few years back which sets me thinking.
Source: http://ganchau.blogspot.com
“The ambience at Borders Cafe was just right – intimate without being too romantic; the conversation was light and easy and there was even a little chemistry going on our first date. When he trained a limpid gaze on me and asked if I would consider going on a trip with him one day, I was thinking: “Yes! We’re going somewhere!”
Then the time came when the bill arrived. My eyes shot clear up to my hairline when my doctor date whipped out his digital diary and proceeded to total up every item I ate and divide the cost of a bruschetta we shared. The total damage, he informed me clinically, was $22.88 – after GST.
“It’s okay. Give me $22.50 can already,” he said graciously. Nonplussed, I handed him $23 and told him to keep the change – please. Till that very moment, I thought he was a keeper, a potential boyfriend I would be happy to bring home to mum and dad. But the whole billing fiasco left me with a sour taste in my mouth – this is a guy who makes at least $100,000 a year running his own family clinic, and he’s counting cents on a date?
If this is the kind of treatment that his potential girlfriend gets on their first date, what else is he capable of? Get me to share the cost of his parking fee? (Don’t laugh, it happened to a friend of mine). Ask that I pay half-half for presents that he intends to give my parents on first meeting them? (Come to think of it, I haven’t received so much as a flower stalk from him). Demand that I go 50-50 on my own engagement ring?
The scary thing is, I’m not the only one who has gone out with men like Mr. $22.88. Guys are now rewriting the rules of modern dating – no longer do they keep quiet in the vain hope that a girl will offer to pay for her share of their mutual expenses. They are actively demanding that the girls cough up the dough. What’s more, he’ll split the bill cleanly down the middle with a calculator so that you can’t say it isn’t fair and square.
Sometimes it takes an extreme case to see things in perspective. A former colleague, Sheila, is a real looker with waist-length hair and an hour-glass figure who is out on a date almost every Saturday night.
After the administrative executive got engaged to Robert – a freelance graphic artist who lives in a Bukit Timah bungalow with his businessman dad and housewife mum – she was puzzled and even a little hurt by his continual insistence that they go Dutch all the time. She remembers one instance vividly when she invited him over to her place to hang out and asked him to bring along a bottle of beer.
“When he arrived, he brought a six pack instead. I drank one; he drank one and at the end of the night there were still four cans in the fridge,” recounts Sheila. “Before he left, he asked me to pay for five cans of beer and when I told him I only had enough on me to pay for one can, he went to the fridge and took the rest home! I won’t even do that to an acquaintance, and he does that to me, his fiancee.”
Sheila went on to marry Robert, although all her friends advised her to drop the cheapskate, but Sheila kept insisting that Robert was not wrong to insist that they go Dutch. She only started questioning his sincerity two years into the relationship, when he began asking her to split the cost of condoms with him as well!
“I certainly wouldn’t ask him to go 50-50 on oral contraceptives”, she says, still needled by the memory. “His miserly behaviour was one of the reasons why we eventually broke up – if he cared enough about me, he wouldn’t be so calculating about things”.
Another friend had a pilot boyfriend who would play scissors, paper, and stone with her to see who would pay up. Another lady went out with a guy who often claimed he left his wallet in his car and would ask her to pay first. Often he would forget to settle oustanding accounts until he was reminded by his girlfriend!
I am sure the above write-up will elicit a lot of response from readers. We ladies are not asking that guys open their wallets every time for the girls they date. Don’t they have the faith to know that eventually what goes around comes around? I am sure, ladies would also like to spoil the guys in their lives as well, whether it’s in the form of a new Hugo Boss shirt or a spontaneous massage when we see them pooped after a hard day’s work.
Granted, we may not be living in a fairytale or be real-life Princesses, but it would be nice if our boyfriends and husbands could behave like Prince charming once in a while. And nowhere in the fairytales did Prince Charming ask Snow White to pay $22.50 for a meal.
I have not known any friends who are as mentioned above. Generally my friends are very generous. 
