Is Dating Like a Cattle Field?
I originally had
a question for the Camera Critters participants, if they knew which is the male cow and which is the female cow. Or how someone can tell? The cow on the left is a female cow, but what about the ones in the bottom pictures? You can click on the pictures to enlarge.
That was my original thought, but my thoughts have since shifted to another subject we all can relate to. Humans, and how people compared the dating scene to a meat market, or a field of cattle.
I supposed it could be a similar in the way that there are a lot of different types of people and you don't know what you're going to get. But dating, or mate searching shouldn't be that way once you have settled on someone. I always believed it is how you present and yourself in the "open market", that yields what you end up with. Though this might not be true for some people, as there is such a thing as luck, and being in the right place at the right time. While I was dating, I didn't live by the same definition as many people. Dating to me was not hitting the fourth base after dinner, or even the first base if it was the first time you went out together. But "the act" was acceptable or expected by many people that were dating.
I met my SO on a Kung-Fu group campfire outing at New Brighton Beach, which I coordinated. Although we worked at the same company, same building, we were on different floors, different departments, and did not know each other.
My SO was invited by one of my KungFu group members. Even at the gathering, we were as far apart and as unfriendly as two people could be at a very close knit participated group. The majority of the group members were unattached, very single, including myself. It was what seemed as too brief of a moment in my life that I was really- really single. Although we all were on different levels of expectation and search mode, it didn't stop us from flirting like fools. But the great thing about this type of setting was being that we were part of a "sports" group, there is mutual respect among the members, and having worked at the same company just raises the bar a bit more as to how flirtatious one could be. So the result was a bunch of great single bachelors having a good time by the campfire.
Everyone was having a blast, including my unknown to be SO, until he blurted out a bold remark. It was so upsetting that I leaped up on the picnic table and was about to jump over the crowd to strangle him. One of the guys in my Kung-Fu group stopped me and pulled me back. I don't know why that guy stopped me, I mean, little old me, what could I have done to that 6'1 1/2" guy?
We should have left it at that...but of course things started being much more colorful in the months ahead...
You know, come to think of it, the selection period was a bit like a cattle field. Move them along if they didn't meet the standard requirements. All the candidates were all different, yet very much the same. What do you think of the term "meat market?" Is it because people try to bargain with each other? What was it like when you were dating?


The lovely pictures are courtesy from Michigan Grandma's farm. Thanks for stopping by today. Click on the following links to view the hosts and other participants: Camera Critters


That was my original thought, but my thoughts have since shifted to another subject we all can relate to. Humans, and how people compared the dating scene to a meat market, or a field of cattle.
I supposed it could be a similar in the way that there are a lot of different types of people and you don't know what you're going to get. But dating, or mate searching shouldn't be that way once you have settled on someone. I always believed it is how you present and yourself in the "open market", that yields what you end up with. Though this might not be true for some people, as there is such a thing as luck, and being in the right place at the right time. While I was dating, I didn't live by the same definition as many people. Dating to me was not hitting the fourth base after dinner, or even the first base if it was the first time you went out together. But "the act" was acceptable or expected by many people that were dating.
I met my SO on a Kung-Fu group campfire outing at New Brighton Beach, which I coordinated. Although we worked at the same company, same building, we were on different floors, different departments, and did not know each other.
My SO was invited by one of my KungFu group members. Even at the gathering, we were as far apart and as unfriendly as two people could be at a very close knit participated group. The majority of the group members were unattached, very single, including myself. It was what seemed as too brief of a moment in my life that I was really- really single. Although we all were on different levels of expectation and search mode, it didn't stop us from flirting like fools. But the great thing about this type of setting was being that we were part of a "sports" group, there is mutual respect among the members, and having worked at the same company just raises the bar a bit more as to how flirtatious one could be. So the result was a bunch of great single bachelors having a good time by the campfire.
Everyone was having a blast, including my unknown to be SO, until he blurted out a bold remark. It was so upsetting that I leaped up on the picnic table and was about to jump over the crowd to strangle him. One of the guys in my Kung-Fu group stopped me and pulled me back. I don't know why that guy stopped me, I mean, little old me, what could I have done to that 6'1 1/2" guy?
We should have left it at that...but of course things started being much more colorful in the months ahead...
You know, come to think of it, the selection period was a bit like a cattle field. Move them along if they didn't meet the standard requirements. All the candidates were all different, yet very much the same. What do you think of the term "meat market?" Is it because people try to bargain with each other? What was it like when you were dating?
The lovely pictures are courtesy from Michigan Grandma's farm. Thanks for stopping by today. Click on the following links to view the hosts and other participants: Camera Critters












Very interesting story! I used to work for my hubby and that's how I met him...Christine
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oh wow, Amanda, I am so thrilled hearing your love story, funny in a way, I can just imagine you jumping to retaliate....who would know you two will end up with each other?
ReplyDeleteThey all look like cows to me, not a bull or steer in the bunch.
ReplyDeleteI found you essay interesting, I never had much experience in dating, never really was part of the "meat market". I did observe it from a distance and found the process unapealing. I was fortunate, a family friend, 10 years older than I proposed on our 3rd date and we have been married 43 years.
I have often heard the dating scene referred to as a "feeding frenzy" and that's what the bar and club scene of forty years ago seemed like to me. Most of us back in nursing school dated medical students since Charity Hospital had Tulane and LSU med schools along with our nursing school. I guess that's why so many of my classmates marrried medical students or young docs. I met the father of my oldest son at
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I always thought it had something to do with the way men will stand at the butchers and look at the steaks to get a fine cut of meat, and some men when they look at a woman (never in the eye, but lower), you feel like a slab of meat in the butcher's case. That's my take. Love your story. I'm glad neither of you got hurt that night. :-)
ReplyDeleteVery interesting and it does seem that many a couple started out that way...hot under the collar :)
ReplyDeleteIs it this way for boys, to tease women they like? hoping it will get them noticed?
For me, I didn't date anyone really. I had a long distance friendship and eventually turned into a relationship and a world wind of migration to another country.
I now want the dates.
Nice cows.
ReplyDeleteI consider myself lucky. I met my husband when I was 12, and we got married when I was 21. We've now been married 24 years.
There was some dating and flirting with various people in between there, but nothing I'd consider a 'meat market'- not something I'm upset over missing. I think that whole scene comes later when people start to get desperate to meet someone. So hard to find that right person.
Dating...no advice here. I haven't dated since 1961.
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Oh a lovely story of romance - I met my hubby at a party and we were married just over a year later. I guess one cementing factor was me being away on a pre-planned holiday for 5 weeks. I realised then how much I missed him!
ReplyDeleteYes, a lovely tale. We live in a farming community - I have many cow/beast tales.
My CC is rural and homegrown!
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Well I don't know much about dating these days as I have been married for 22 years. But, I can tell you my daughter often goes to gay bars to dance because the boys at the other bars are apparently too aggressive! Jeez!
ReplyDeletelove the cows.
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ReplyDeletewell i know the cow is female when it has elongated nipples but all the cow that i saw have those. so now i am confused. hahaha
ReplyDeleteInteresting question to pose and a great read.
ReplyDeleteI met my man working the local cinema together - working shifts together were our dates :)
Alright, so I am getting more tiny pic of your SO.. Interesting.. the whole pic is clearer now.. :)
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