Friday, July 17, 2015

Dating: why must it be so hard?


Happy Friday!



Congratulations! You made it through another work week! I recommend taking a break of some sort, especially with how hot it is outside. 
Though I do caution you if you are going outside in the heat. Make sure to put on plenty of sunblock (and re-apply it if you are out for a long period of time) and stay hydrated!  
Today's post is sort of similar to last week's post. If you can recall, my last post was about that we, as a society, needs to slow down from this fast-paced lifestyle we are living.  
Today's post is about how we should bring back some of the old-fashioned style of dating. Society's version of dating is seriously warped in comparison to generations before us. 
Asking the pretty girl or guy for their cell phone number in person and actually talking on the phone or in-person instead of just texting all the time. 
  • Texting is a great way keep in contact with people, but, to me, texting is also an impersonal way of communicating. The truth for only texting? Most of us are afraid to talk to each other, and texting (and other ways of hiding behind a screen of some sort) has become a crutch for us. And it's not just phones this applies to; it also applies to computers, PDAs, iPods, and other forms that allow for this type of communication. 
  • Do not misunderstand me. Technology is awesome at times, but I feel like we have become too reliant on it, at least when it comes to staying in touch with people. (And I realize I may sound like a hypocrite since this is online.) Now only texting someone because we are afraid of talking to each other is just one explanation or opinion. 
Actually asking the father's permission (more out of a sign of respect to the father) to marry your significant other.
  • The hopeless romantic in me is sighing right now. This one is one I can't say for certainty that people don't already do. Depending on the father's answer, it shouldn't dictate that you can't marry that person. As I mentioned before, this one is more a sign of respect to the father. It's recognizing the respect that yes, you (the father-biological or not) have raised her to be the woman you love today and now you want to want to spend the rest of your life with her, trying be the man she wants to be with.
When the date night arrives, dress nicely and come to the door. Many people, (probably) mostly college students, just text their date "meet me at blah around this time." Maybe both parties just dress how they would any other day.
  • There is something magical and exciting about being picked up for a date. What usually makes it even more exciting is actually spending more time getting ready for a date. I remember hearing stories when I was younger that girlfriends would come over and help the girl get ready for her date. Because hello, deciding what to wear is stressful for both parties.
Making it clear you and another person are dating or going steady. 
  •  These days dating can be confusing because of the different "stages." There is "just talking" and so on. By guy or girl asking to be their boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other, it clears a lot of confusion up. This way you both are on the same page. Again there is something about being asked that feels sweet instead just assuming that the two of you are dating. I know back in the day that sometimes the guy would give/offer his class ring as a sign of going steady. While that might seem outdated, it isn't. Maybe we can find a way to update this tradition. 

These are just a few of habits that have been forgotten or passed over. Dating these days seems more complicated and confusing. For some that is a turn off and might make them think that dating isn't worth it. By bringing back some old-fashioned dating habits, it might just clear up some of the confusion or it might not. Either way, old-fashioned style of dating would ideally bring back some romance in being swept off your feet.


Romance isn't dead. It just needs a little reviving. 






Until next week, 













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