FriDate

While transacting business at her workplace I casually asked her out, w/c surprisingly needed a lot more nerve on my part than expected. She sorta said yes/ok, but hadn't decided on Friday or Saturday. I asked her to call me when she made up her mind.

The afternoon hours passed slowly. Watched some PC-TV and took a run on the treadmill while awaiting her decision. Finally while driving to pick up my niece from school the anticipated text-message came in and asked "pwde nxt wk na lng?"

Okay, this was kinda expected. Past attempts to ask her out have been met with... setbacks. (Who knew why some women would need a week to get ready?) Not this time, I thought. We texted back and fourth. She was still at her workplace (a convenient 7-minute drive from my house), waiting for her mom to come home. Seems she already went out the night before and was afraid her mom would object to her going out again tonight. I was just surprised she still needed to ask permission considering we were about the same age. (Okay, fine, she's a bit older.) In the end mother says okay, so I picked her up and we headed for Fish & Co. in Makati.

The evening went okay, save for the all the noisy customers next to us which made conversation difficult. We had soup, salad and NY Fish & Chips. Ran into Jemps. Saw Hy-C and her BF also eating at F&C. After dinner we walked around the Greenbelt area, gawking at the professional "ladies of the night" trolling around for foreign clientele. Think we even saw their Madam. We finally settled on a park bench, talking about relationships past and outlooks on life.

And what better way to kill the platonic mood than to have Ma text me to check on my whereabouts. She thought I was kidding when I said Ma would do that every time I went out alone at night. Grrgh. Must. Get. Own. House.

So, to summarize: eating, talking, walking, not touching. All in all a typical Chinoy first date.