I remember once getting
stood up for a coffee blind date. The
person felt awful and re-scheduled. But instead
of coffee, we went for lunch. I remember
thinking that I was upgraded. And the
fact that I thought that, made me aware of the hierarchy in dates. Now, I am in no way an expert when it comes
to the dating world. Even though I’m in
my thirties, I still often feel as though I’m catching up on this mysterious realm. While not being a master, I do find myself
noting trends, etc. One of the most
obvious trends I see is the act of “going for coffee.” As I think back over courting trends over the
decades, I can’t help but see” going for coffee” as a relatively new development.
Somehow, going for coffee
has become the pre-date. It’s dipping
your toe in the water, instead of cannonballing into the lake. It’s more casual. More ambiguous. Going for coffee is saying, “we’re on a date,
but not on a date.” A date itself seems
to have become this big deal, almost signifying that I am ready for a serious
relationship with you. Coffee keeps
things in the realm of casualness.
I think back to the 1950’s. Well actually, I think back to movies that
take place in the 1950’s, and see teenagers at the drive-in and the malt
shop. There was no coffee for them. They just went on dates. I wonder though if dates were not as high
pressure. From what I can tell from
older generations, people just dated.
Nothing was necessarily determined pre-date. Do we overcomplicate dating when we create
hierarchies so early on?
Today, we live in a
strange world, where there are pre-dates and musings on “the one.” To be honest, I have come to blame the
courting movement for some of this confusion and anxiety. I was in a few communities where the implied
message was that dating was not great, unless the relationship was very serious
(i.e. moving towards marriage). You just
spent times in mixed groups and eventually a guy would start paying more
attention to you. Maybe. Dating stopped being casual and became
tantamount to pre-engagement. However,
we are such complex beings, that I wonder how many of us are really able to
determine if a person is “the one” (if there even is a “one”) based on one or
two meetings. The more I become
acquainted with my heart, the more I see how messy and changing it is. I don’t always know what I want. At least for me, it takes time.
I don’t think it is
possible to complete eradicate the anxiety in dating, without the help of your
local pharmacist, but I wonder what it would look like to normalize dating
(which I think is happening) so that a date doesn’t necessarily have to equal a
serious relationship.
Being a coffee fan (which
the blog has proof of time and time again), I will never pass up an opportunity
for coffee, but maybe we can skip the charade and just call it a date.
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