Unbelievable! -Part Two
By: Patience Joy Ayebare.
My first encounter was with a doctor. I had gone to donate blood. After the break up with Juls, I needed to do things that would help me seem useful both to myself and to the world.
When I got there, the doctor was so gentle and we conversed a bit. He kept on complementing my beautiful dark complexion and applauding me for not bleaching.
I left soon after donating blood, thinking that he was just one of those doctors that liked having chitchats with their patients. This was part of their job, right? That evening, I got a phone call from him.
If you are wondering, I actually did not give him my number. Dr. Clinton said he got it from the medical form I had filled in. I did not think that was odd. I don’t want to give the false impression that I think through everything in my life, cause I don’t.
One phone call led to another and in about two days he asked me out for lunch. Why not, right? I was single and ready to mingle. Meanwhile, I was one week old from a relationship that meant the world to me. I wonder who convinced me that I was ready to mingle. Anyway, I went for the lunch date.
Dr. Clinton was nice. I just wasn’t used to all the formalities of pulling the chair out for me; being conscious of how I eat and the portions I put in the mouth. With Juls, our relationship budded from a deep friendship. As a result, we were so free around each other. Our dates were walks and window shopping, fun-filled with lots of jokes and laughter.
This was all new to me; having lunch in an expensive hotel with forks and knives perfectly laid out on the table. The place was deathly quiet. Every sound made was a call for attention.
Regardless, Clinton and I ordered for food and talked. He did most of the talking. I noticed that he struggled with listening to other people. He often interjected whilst I spoke so I let him shine.
He said a lot but what hit me most was finding out that this gentleman had brought with him a ring to propose to me.
End of Part Two.
By: Patience Joy Ayebare.
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2 Comments
A ring?…Unbelievable indeed.
I have come to understand most people that can’t stop talking are often quite insecure. So they talk too much to cover it all up. Often times, they are well aware of all the reasons why someone wouldn’t like them, so they talk about a bunch of other things or focus on their accomplishments just to convince you that they’re good enough.
In the business world, vendors or salesmen that talk too much are actually shysters, or con men, to put it frankly.
Very true…
In the too much talking, they hide a lot of clutter.