What he’s thinking – ch 2
Entry Two: Hilda and I Going straight from work we were among the earliest dinners. Service was quick and efficient. The restaurant was modest and good, the type of place I like going to with a guy who doesn’t need to impress me. Sometimes, on a first date I’ll sit through a hundred dollar dinner and manage to act appreciative. If the guy needs to impress himself, I’m certainly willing to be a good sport. But since college I’ve always had enough income myself that an expensive dinner has never impressed me. “Hilda. You know you always stand up when someone walks over to your desk.” That wasn’t a question. “Do you know why?” “Well, it gives me a chance to stretch, and it’s mostly habit. But I think I just like showing off my …