This is a story I’ll tell at my oldest son’s expense. He is a sophomore attending the local Christian high school and has inherited my introverted personality. Early in the fall, I started bugging him about attending the formal dinner the school puts on at Christmastime. He mumbled something about how boring it would be and that nobody would go with him, so I’d drop the subject but keep bugging him occasionally.
My oldest daughter, who graduated from the same school last year, got into the act and tried to persuade him to go. All she got was the same stone wall. She was going to attend by herself as they had asked her to record the evening to video. So the time came to make a decision but he was still sitting on the fence. All the girls had been asked out and he (along with another guy who had just broken up with his girlfriend) would be the only stags attending.
Word got out to the student association at the school and needless to say, there’s nothing like a good dose of peer pressure to change one’s mind. They convinced him to go by giving him a free ticket and promising that he wouldn’t be ignored. Knowing that his sister would also be there probably helped.
The night of the big event came and they dressed to the hilt, climbed into the limo and were swept away to as exciting of an evening as a Christian school could have.
Tangent time. Do you remember the Brady Bunch episode where Peter is having personality issues? In the end, he has a party to show off his comedic skills and bombs. Feeling sorry for himself, he sits on the steps and mopes that he’s dull. Girl after girl comes up to him to offer support and consolation. In the end, he’s surrounded by every girl at the party and ends up having a great time.
Well that’s exactly what happened to the sophomore. He ended up being the star of the banquet and in the end, had his picture taken surrounded by every girl at the event.
I still haven’t quite figured this dynamic out. Is it the pity women feel for men who are down, or is it an interest in a man who isn’t attainable? Don’t know. Go figure. Word on the street is that my son has been seen actually talking to girls in the hallway at school beyond merely saying hello.
Maybe this whole thing was brought on when they served pork chops and apple sauce that night.
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