Love shack ... baby?

S recently told me that he was interested in one girl in each of his classes at school. I managed to not laugh out loud and told him that was good, and had he done anything to pursue it? His answer? "Well, I ordered a 50 pack of condoms over the internet."

First, let me say that I'm certain that God does these things to punish me. I'm certain He wanted to torture me to see if he could make me laugh. Well I didn't. I may have lost a year off my life, but I kept a straight face. I said, "Fifty, eh?" He told me he was trying to think positively, that he'd need 50, not two. So I asked him more directly, if he had expressed his interest to any of these girls. His reply was that he hadn't yet, but he was thinking about how to do so. I told him to be direct and say, "Hey baby, just ordered 50 condoms, thinking we could use them together." He looked like he was considering it.

Fast forward a few days. Megan breathelessly says to me "Oh my God, S just asked if he could ask my opinion about something. He then told me he was interested in a girl in one of his classes, and how should he approach her? They used to look at each other, but it was meaningful, and I feel a connection." My first thought was, "from a safe distance would be good." Megan told him to talk to her before class or after class, and ask her if she wanted to get a coffee or something. Let me remind you that this is a 29 year old man that we're talking about.

So it has been several weeks since he asked Megan about all of this. We've asked him once or twice what's going on. There is always some excuse why he wasn't able to talk to her before or after class. She now keeps her hood up and doesn't really look at him anymore. I think she's trying to avoid smelling him, but who knows, maybe he just missed his chance. It's comforting to me that the condoms sit in a corner, unused.