This episode pulls out all the stops. We’ve got a likely sexual predator, major parental and grandparental interference in teenaged dating, double standards galore, and time caps for grieving. So much to cover in so little time!
As you may recall, Carol’s serious boyfriend Sandy died in a tragic car accident back in Season 4 Episode 20, and Carol hasn’t dated since. Early in the episode we learn that it’s only been a couple of months since Sandy’s death, but to Carol’s meddling grandmother Irma, that’s altogether too long. You better bet sassy old Irma is going to take matters into her own hands.
She’s going to set Carol up with her stockbroker. We’ll ignore that her stockbroker is a man-child who barely looks old enough to be in college let alone managing Irma’s retirement fund. The bigger problem here is that she’s trying to set Carol up at all when Carol’s clearly said she’s not interested, this stockbroker is a total stranger and basically an employee of her grandparents and, you know, her boyfriend just died.
Not one to let a little resistance slow her down, Irma whips up a plan to get Carol back in the dating game. It’s time to throw a party. Because apparently if you throw a party and invite your granddaughter and a stockbroker, the stockbroker is bound to ask out your granddaughter. How exactly Irma arrived at this conclusion still befuddles me, but it appears to make perfect sense to her and Maggie. Shockingly, the only person who is against this plan (other than Carol, of course) is Jason, and it may be the first time in Growing Pains history that I’m on team Jason.
At first Carol tries to sidestep the dating issue by saying she’ll just go to the party alone. But Irma sees that challenge and raises Carol an ultimatum: no date, no party. Now it seems to me this isn’t much of an ultimatum, since Carol’s only consequence of refusing the date is not going to a party at her grandparent’s house on a Saturday night. That’s actually a win isn’t it? But apparently Irma’s parties are not to be missed because Carol seems to think her only way out of this is to make up a secret and serious boyfriend. A secret boyfriend is all it takes for Jason to go from understanding parent to overreacting nut-job in 2.2 seconds. My time on team Jason was short-lived. In fact, it lasted 1.5 minutes.
Anyway, now Carol’s in a real pickle because she has to find a date stat and this is long before you could just hop on your phone and swipe right. This leaves Carol with her workplace, where there appear to be exactly two male options. I admit, I’m a bit confused by this because surely Carol has friends, and surely any one of those friends could’ve helped her out of this jam by knowing some sort of age appropriate, boyfriend-like stand-in to go to one stupid party. Alas, either this is not the case or does not occur to Carol because she finds herself choosing between these gems:
- Big Al, her 43-year old, bow-tie wearing colleague who would have to flake on aerobics with his mother to attend the party.
- Chuck, a stranger in the office lobby (although he does appear to at least be employed as a mail clerk of some sort, so not a total rando). While slightly more age appropriate, I wouldn’t say he’s more fashionable. I’d choose a bow tie over red suspenders any day, amiright?

On the surface, Chuck might’ve seemed the obvious choice, but then he throws out this line: “I don’t see dating as social interaction between men and women. I see dating as an opportunity for sexual experimentation. And since you asked me out, I think it’s your call. What’s your pleasure?” Oof. You gotta love the 80s, when no one bats an eye at overt sexual harassment right in the elevator bank. Thankfully, even in her desperation Carol can smell a potential sexual predator a mile away, so it’s Big Al’s lucky day.
This takes us to party night at Irma and Wally’s, and it turns out this party is really just a family dinner. As in, it’s just the Seavers and their dates. That’s it. No other people. Again, I have to question: this is what Carol didn’t want to miss out on? This is the reason she had to fabricate a boyfriend and drag poor Big Al away from Saturday night aerobics with his mother?
Anyway, while we wait for Carol and her secret boyfriend to arrive, we get our first double standard of the episode. Remember how Jason freaked out that Carol had a secret boyfriend? Well, Mike shows up with a secret girlfriend he’s never mentioned but rather than freaking out, Jason practically ogles her (cringe) and beams with pride that Mike’s been hiding her away. And so, we learn that it’s okay for boys to have secret girlfriends as long as they’re hot, but very much not okay for girls to have secret boyfriends who bring their own salami to the party.
Wait, what? Salami? You heard me correctly. It’s finally the moment everyone’s been waiting for: Carol’s arrived with Big Al, and Big Al has arrived with a homemade salami. Say what you will about Big Al, but he’s the only Seaver date who showed up with a hostess gift. Nonetheless, the Seavers are all aghast at Carol’s new “honey man”. I mean, they’re at a total loss for words. Well, except for Jason, who whips himself into such a tizzy that he eventually cannot contain himself. He calls out Carol on her inappropriate dating choice, insults poor Big Al in the process, and brings the whole party (if we can really call it a party) to a screeching halt. Am I the only one thinking: you all wanted Carol to bring a date, and she brought a date so what’s the problem here? You can’t have your salami and eat it too, folks.

Back at home, Carol runs into Mike, who is smart enough to have figured out Big Al was just a decoy. Here we get a rare glimpse of sensitive Mike Seaver, the one who acts like a human and doesn’t resort to pedestrian fat jokes about his sister (who is not fat to start with). You see, it turns out Mike had also brought a fake date to the party, and had done so for the sole purpose of not wanting the family to push him back into dating after his broken engagement from Julie. This brings us to this episode’s second double standard because we see no evidence that the Seaver parents and grandparents had been pressuring Mike to date following his breakup. The hidden lesson: heartbroken dudes can grieve and not date, but heartbroken ladies better get right back on that horse.
Anyway, it’s a lovely moment between heartbroken siblings that’s spoiled far too quickly by Jason and Maggie’s return. Somewhere on the drive home from the world’s saddest party, Maggie and Jason also figured out Big Al was not a real-deal boyfriend. Unfortunately for us viewers, this activates Psychiatrist Jason, who springs into action to show Carol that her refusal to date is a combination of unprocessed grief and fear of losing another love. Of course it is, Jason! We don’t need a psychiatry degree to see that. But has everyone forgotten that it’s only been a few months since her love passed away, both suddenly and tragically? Can we not give Carol a hot minute to just be with her grief? Not under Jason’s watch. While he acknowledges that loss is hard, he also says you just have to move on. And moving on means dating. So if you caught that, folks, there is a time limit to grieving and it’s a couple months.
While I silently fume at Jason’s lack of compassion and questionable psychiatry, Carol is moved to a minor epiphany. It’s a true sitcom moment as in the span of about 20 television seconds Carol goes from grief stricken to “dad’s right”, to being done grieving, to a flash forward where she’s getting picked up for a date by the stockbroker. What a whirlwind!
But wait, isn’t this stockbroker still a total stranger to Carol? Sigh.
In an episode that makes all of us viewers losers, Irma somehow emerges the winner because her ridiculous plan actually worked out in the end. Touché, Irma, touché.

