Let's hang out?!

When my ex asked me this question, I should have said NO.
Before I proceed let's rewind, remember that post titled, "Men with Woman Like Tendencies". Well, I am referring to the guy I mentioned in that post. Although I had known this guy for a while, we didn't really get to the nitty gritty of things until we started dating. While we were dating, I could tolerate some of his interesting behaviors. I took as traits that made him, who he was, and it is not up to me to change that.
However, a big reason why I broke up with him. It had been almost a month into our relationship, when there was a change in his living arrangements. He was moving from his grandparents to a house with roommates. Sound normal right...wrong!!! This is how he explained the living arrangements.
The house was already occupied by a couple who shared a room, so he was going to be staying in a different room. Here's the thing, apparently he would be sharing a room that only had one bed with a "lesbian" friend. To add to that, they told the other couple that they were in a relationship, so if I was going to visit I would have to be a friend. WTF, the same screwed up face that you have right now is the same face I had when he told me this over the phone. I'm not sure he would have told me all thins, had I not asked about the roommate situation. This i did, because I was curious to find out how he would be able to afford paying rent for a house, since that isn't a cheap expense. After he told me this, first thing that came to my head was, DRAMA. I got off the phone to ponder the situation.
My conclusion. This is life decision for him, and it is not my place to tell him to do otherwise. The way I saw it, since I didn't feel fully comfortable with the situation because it sounded like bullsh*t, it would be better if we remained friends. Plus it was a new relationship, so I didn't think it would be a big issue.
So when I called to have that discussion, he didn't pick. I left a message telling him "we needed to talk". Instead I received a text message, when I asked if he heard my message, he said he doesn't check voicemail messages. I let him know it was about our relationship, and he still didn't seem it was important enough to have a phone conversation. So basically, I broke up with him via text message.
3 weeks goes by, Its around November, he calls me like everything is still chipper. Saying that we haven't talked in a while. Asked me if my friends still ask about him. I said no, considering how he's an ex. He acts flabbergasted, saying, since when was he an ex. I reminded him of the night we broke up via text message.
According to him, "allegedly", his lesbian roommate was the one texting me back because he had let her borrow his phone that night. When he told me this, it sounded like bullsh*t, because I had also left a voicemail, and it had been 3 wks since the last time we had spoke. At the end of it all, I basically said, I guess it wasn't meant to be, and chalked it up as we should just be friends.
Since then, we would periodically talk, chat, and message each other. Nothing I took serious, other than a friendly conversation. He would recommend that we should hang out and what not, but truth be told, there were somethings about him that just annoyed me. At least on the phone I had an escape, in person, it wouldn't be so easy.
This past Friday, I was looking cute. And felt highly inclined to go out somewhere anywhere, and most likely by myself, since I already knew my current boyfriend couldn't hang out with me. So the ex calls, ask what I was up to, said I was at work. He suggested we hang out after work since I hadn't seen him since September.
(aside: my current boyfriend knows that I'm cool with a few of my ex's, so its no big deal if I hang out with them. He is aware that they are ex's for a reason)
So I said why not, then afterwards I could visit my mother, and return back on campus in enough time to talk to my boyfriend. Now considering the economic times, I'm broke, and I know my ex would be broke too. So I figured we would kick back at CityWalk, it's cheap, public, local, and several places to just sit down and chit chat. I had not intentions on spending his money or mine, trying to keep what I have in the bank. So I ate on campus before I left. Also, considering how he asked me to hang, I figured he would have money to by himself something to eat if necessary.
Apparently, I gave him too much credit. He spends about an hour complaining about his insecurities. Talks about how tough life is and how broke he is. I tell him I feel him on the broke part. Let him know how I haven't been shopping or spending extras, because its not feasible. Would you believe that this boy still had the nerve to ask me to get him something to eat. Talking about how he doesn't have not a single dollar in his wallet!!! WTF, so YOU asked to hang out, and you didn't even have enough funds to cover yourself. He already knows, I never go out without a little cash for myself. Something he learned while we were dating. I've never asked him for anything, even when he was working in a restaurant, I didn't swing by for free or discounted plate. It isn't my style. Anyway, I spent $5 on something for him to snack on. So we continue to chit chat, he starts trying to go down memory lane, when it used to be an "us", but I was whatever about it. It doesn't interest me. But then he decides to call his mom, to let her know he's going to be home a little late, and adding that I was going to drop him off. I was inches away from snatching that phone and saying "scratch that, your son will be on his way on the bus, using his bus pass!" It's not like he's just down the street, he's 30 min in the opposite direction during good traffic. Let's not forget, that he would not be compensating me for the gas I would be using to take him home. I am not his woman, he's a friend, but not that close of a friend that I wouldn't mind bending over backwards for. If you call me, and ask me t kick it, you should have your own funds and transportation put together. If you need my assistance, you should tell me before hand, so I can no whether or not I want to bust that mission. And the nerve to indirectly ask me. I should have gotten up and left his butt.
But I decided to be rational and nice. I drove him home, just my luck there was an accident on the freeway, and we talked in my car. He kept going on and on how he missed being together. I had already informed him earlier during that day, that I thought the whole living situation was BS, and that I have a strong disliking for drama, especially unnecessary drama. By the time I got him home, he ran through the list why he wish were together, what attracted him to me, what he didn't like about himself, and how he cherished the friendship I had with him since he couldn't be my boyfriend.
By the time we got to his mom's spot, I was ready to drop him off and roll. But he wanted me to meet his mother. I let her know I was a friend, and answered her questions about my education. I felt like I was being interview.
That Friday was a hot mess. NEVER AGAIN!!! There will definitely not be a next time, he better get use to hearing my voice over the phone.