He took me on a date after trying to get my attention for a very long time. He told me he meant no harm and just wanted to know me. That evening, I had nowhere to go, so I told him I was available.

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He gave me the location and asked me to get there at 7 p.m. When I got there, he was already seated and flipping through the menu. I greeted him and sat next to him. He said I was looking beautiful and that it made him feel he had chosen the right location for the date. I smiled and thanked him.

He ordered a drink and asked me what I would drink, and I said the same thing he ordered. We talked for a while until the drinks arrived. The waitress asked if we had settled on what to eat and he responded, “Kindly give us a minute.”

When the waitress left, he told me, “Here’s the menu. Don’t order anything above GHC50.” I was like, “Oh, I’m fine. If it’s going to be a problem, then let me not order anything.”

He insisted and said he couldn’t bring me on a date and not let me eat anything, so I should go through the menu and choose. I went through it. I was even looking for something less than GHC50. Unfortunately, GHC50 was their basic price, so I ordered something within that price range.

When the waitress brought the food, I asked her to also bring us water. He talked and talked about himself, the business he was starting, and how he had invested all his money into the business and didn’t have much on him and all that. I listened because he wouldn’t give me the opportunity to talk about myself.

When the bill came, his face changed. I asked what the problem was and he said, “I forgot their drinks were expensive. Adding the water makes the whole thing expensive. Can you help out?”

I asked how much he needed and he was like, “No problem. Pay for what you ate and let me also pay for mine.”

I didn’t make a sound. I simply paid for mine and he did too.

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He texted later in the night, “I hope you had a good time. Can we do this often?” He texted again, “You swept my heart away with the way you looked tonight. Can I give you my heart for safekeeping?”

He was still typing when I blocked him. Heart for safekeeping? Am I a heart bank? I wonder why some people don’t see it when they are annoying. Mtcheew!

—Rhoda

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