Why I hate dating

So I went out with the high school boy tonight. (No, he is not in high school currently. We went to the same high school but didn't really know each other back then.) I was fashionably late -- 10 minutes. When I arrived at the restaurant, he was at the table having a beer.

We ate, we talked, and then we had to leave because he needed to go to work early in the morning. It was enjoyable. There were no awkward pauses in the conversation. Oh, and yes, Gloria, he is cute. The date lasted about two hours.

Then came the part of the date that I always hate -- the goodbye. Perhaps someone else can help me on what is appropriate. We said goodbye, shuffled around for a few awkward moments, and then shook hands. We then continued to talk for a few more minutes. I thought I detected a lean on his part but I'm really not sure. Finally we parted ways, and now I sit here typing.

I'm not aure where things stand from here. I will send off my "standard" thank you email in the morning. (I like to use it in those questionable situations. I think of it as a way of saying, "I think you're interesting and would like to see you again," without actually saying the words.