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30 May 10

Don’t Cry For Me Argentina

I have never watched nor been fond of The Bachelor/Bachelorette franchise on ABC.  I think it’s something about watching everyday people looking to find love that just doesn’t appeal to me.  I mean, give me Flavor Flav or Bret Michaels on VH1 any day.  A show about Joe/Jill Good-Lookings trying to jump start their music/modeling/acting/hosting career by masking it in a quest for true love, please - I’ll pass.  At least the of Love girls have enough respect for the viewers to put on a good show….while trying to jump start their music/modeling/acting/hosting careers.

After boycotting the show for the 20 or so seasons it has been on, my roommate made me watch the season premiere last week.  Just as I suspected, it’s not my favorite.  But before I can write off the show completely, I came to a glaringly obvious conclusion….

Reasons Why I Will Never Be Chosen to Be “The Bachelorette:”

-I bite my nails.  I imagine The B would need to have cleanly polished fingers at all times, given the number of heart-felt handshakes required of her.

-I don’t have a bubbly personality – people wouldn’t like or root for me.

-I don’t think a first date should require a wannabe prom dress.  Maybe it’s just me, but whatever happened to jeans and a movie? 

-My sarcasm is lost on most people.  It could get awkward….

-My nickname in the press would likely be “The Double B” (The Bitch Bachelorette). How’s that for marketing?

-Call me crazy and unconventional, but I’d get rid of the douchebags first.  I couldn’t keep them on for mere rating points.  It would never work for I have an innate gift in recognizing douchebagery.  The moment I’d spot a DB, I’d quickly unleash my ball-busting charm upon them, which would easily outwit them, and cause their soul to crush on national television.  And no one likes to see a guy cry…

-I don’t have a good poker face when it comes to awkward introductions or conversations.  You’d see how uncomfortable, irritated or disgusted I might be after hearing some of those guys talk. 

I now understand why I never got the callback from my audition tape.  It was never written in the stars for me to be the next Bachelorette. 

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh