$$$ Again

I handed over my card, silently questioning how I had ended up being the one to pay. 
I grimaced quietly, quickly smoothing it away into a smile as the cashier looked up. "Here's your card." He said. 
"Thanks." I mumble, taking it back and slipping it into my pocket. I was supposed to be the one being treated today, so how was it that I was paying for the meal? 
It was because I was too nice really. Too quick in wanting to please. In wanting to show myself as being helpful and necessary and....now I was spending money. Again. 
I needed to stop doing that. I really did. 

-Inspiration from buying food.