DS and I have the responsibility talk occasionally, too. He can't seem to get away from it. One Saturday, at a restaurant called the Tilted Kilt, while watching Navy play on the jumbo screen, the beautiful server in her short kilt asked DS about his plans. Upon learning he played football and had such good grades and literally would give a dog CPR, she said "a nerd and a jock, and loves animals. That's SO hot." DS blushed, and she added "Look, girls like me can wait. Go get your dream, then worry about girlsn and you will be much happier." DS looked at me like I planned it all. That server earned her nice trade for "tips!"
He now calls his "friends only" policy the "Tilted Kilt Doctrine." [emoji23]