Risk-Taking SOs?
 

Just reading about the climbers who climed Mt. Hood in Oregon (one has been found, unfortunately not alive) and there are still two missing. Then thinking about the nature show host that was killed when a stingray stung him a few months ago.

There are usually significant others (SOs) left behind, sometimes including children.

Have any of you dated any big risk takers? Are you a big risk taker? What effect does it have on your relationship? Are you able to live and let your SO live his/her hobbies/dreams even though potentially life-threatening risks are involved? For those of us not in any of those types of relationships, do we think that we could handle that?

What about dating policemen/women, firemen/women?

SC

Interesting topic.

I have not dated a big risk taker. I'm somewhat a physical risk taker, when the activities involve water. I like cliff jumping, swimming in rapid streams and deep waters (once at night), and once dove in the shadow end of the pool (to see what would happen). I would love to go scuba diving and surfing one day.

I'm definately a social risk taker, you probably can't get killed being one but obviously you can get into a lot of trouble if something goes wrong. You can get your azz kicked, arrested, embarrassed, have your reputation damaged, or lose a lot of money. The rush is worth it though, most of the time.

I would not be comfortable dating a physical risk taker, especially if it involves fast/reckless driving. That's a deal breaker. I wouldn't mind dating a social risk taker at all.

Hells naw.

my immediate past two ex's were a cop then a fireman...(yeah I know I guess I like a man in uniform :rolleyes: )

with the cop I worried alot...he always seemed to be looking for the "bad guy" just to keep himself busy while on shift...he worked late nights and I always told him just to park somewhere and chill like all the other cops but he was always looking for a drunk driver or whatever....I use to talk to him while he was working like for hours at a time...there were a couple of times when he would get into a brawl while I was on the phone (speakerphone)...that was scary...I would always tell him to "come home" that how we would get off the phone when he was about to go to work or while he was working...once a cop got shot in his area while he was working and I lost my siht at work....I kept calling his phone and he wasn't answering...that was bad....then once he wrecked the patrol car while I was on the phone.....both incidents were scary as hell....:(

the fireman chills most of the time at work...there are not alot of major fires here so most days he just answers calls to wrecks and what have you...ironically our first date was to see "Ladder 49".....he's a trucky himself so after the movie we talked about how dangerous his job is...but of course then as I got to know him I saw how much of our tax money goes to pay him and the guys to play Playstation all day :rolleyes:

now I'm dating a professional fighter.....damn I think I'm sensing a pattern..:( :confused: :o

I could handle it as long as I am the primary named beneficiary on the life insurance policies. ;)

Let me start off by saying that I think there is a difference in the risks associated with being a fireman/policeman and just climbing mountains and such. One is for the protection and well being of others and the other can sometimes be plain old crazy!

That being said I have never dated anyone who takes risks however I find myself attracted to men in uniforms (not prison). I think that it would take alot for me not to worry about my significant other if they were risk takers.

My husband is not a huge physical risk taker. So, I guess I am blessed with that reality. At least he does not get involved into some dangerous H.A.M. knowingly...

My father on the other hand had friends by the name of "Bang-bang" and "Will Shoot"... My dad took risks with our family. He'd purchase cars and couldn't afford them. There were tax leins on our house. Folks would get pissed off with him and physically threaten bodily harm. Then, there was some stuff my Soror Mom said to me that was out of a TV Soap!!! :eek:

Now that he's older, he's just a cantankerous old fart... :D And my brother and I just clown him when he says he wants a 52" plasma flat screen for Christmas... He already has a rear-gunned flat screen piece of junk!!! And don't ask us how many cars he has...

So, I pretty much grew up as a physical risk taker and a risky-life taker... I learned what it takes to handle distress to a point. Like, I'm in Pac NW... I had no power for 24 hours and I am lucky... But don't ask me how many flashlights we have due to my father making sure my husband and I are safe... And if I pushed it, my dad would send me an emergency kit with MRE's...

And let's not talk about the SoCal underground and how chit falls off the container in Long Beach and winds up in my Dad's office... My mom has resorted to wrapping those up and giving them away as Christmas presents...

Guess I'll answer my own question.

I dated a guy who rode a motorcycle as a hobby. Not fun for me. All that I could do is ask if he'd gotten formal lessons and try to assess how safe he was being, all things considered. Not fun. But not a deal breaker on our relationship.


SC