Not Sincere Enough

I was completely caught in a middle of a date. Or I should just say meeting. Spending 30 minutes waiting for her to make the right selection of things she's going to buy? I just don't get it. Guys dress up and talk like a freak to impress the opposite sex, just to spend time with them in a shopping mall? Despite the absurdity, I find myself scoring a date with someone. We went shopping together, I made her laugh and she made me laugh. We had dinner together. It doesn't take a candlelight dinner to tell that we're dating.

I had to admit that I'm a gentleman too. I took her all the way to the clinic when she said she's not feeling too well. Make no mistake, it's not a car I'm using, we went there by foot. All the while we're walking, we exchange small talks and jokes; laughing all the way to the clinic. It took us 30 minutes to get to the clinic, yet spending just 5 minutes for checkup. By the time we're through, we realized that the time had almost hit curfew. We had to literally small-jog back to the apartment so that the guard won't close the gate on us.

It is too typical when the girl says, "Thanks, I had fun" at the end of a date. And I'm in for a typical date. Sacrificing another 10 minutes of my curfew countdown, I accompanied her to the apartment so that I can be sure that she's safe.

Somehow, I think romance is overrated. Or am I not sincere enough?