I kept most of my textbooks, and while they are now out of date, I thought that because he was on the fence about taking the class with me, Alex would benefit from flipping through my old Psychology of Sex textbook.
He handed it back to me this morning. This is really boring. I thought there would be more about figuring out how women think about the whole thing.
So no, he's not going to take the class. Which means I don't have to, either.
When he told Char his reason for not taking it, she sighed hard and asked If you want to know what a woman is thinking, just ask her.
He was smart enough to not say anything, but when she was out of earshot: Is she serious?
I think she was, son, but for future reference, if you're going to ask the question, have a ton of chocolate on hand, and be prepared to listen for a very long time.
Instead of the psych class, he's taking a computer class. Because, he says, at least computers make sense.
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