fire 'em both!

Monday, January 08, 2007

Confession time. I am a reality show junkie. I eagerly await each new season of Survivor (and why can't they do it in the artic or somewhere cold?), The Amazing Race, The Apprentice, The Biggest Loser, and even Extreme Makeover (NOT the Home Edition). And I'm not alone. J is just as eager to join me on the sofa as we watch each episode. So it was with great excitement that we sat down to watch the latest season of the Apprentice.

What fun. The Have's and the Have Not's. It just doesn't get any better than this. The dawning realization on the losing team's faces when it reality of their loss set in was priceless. Sleeping in a tent in the yard of a mansion - what a sweet loss! Haha.

But anyway, what's with the contestants this season? Is it just me (no, it's not because J commented on it as well) - they all look like models. Where are the real people? Where's the pudgy, balding man with glasses and pocket protectors? Where is the female that doesn't look like she models on the side? Give me a break.

"See if you've got what it takes to become the next apprentice! (Sorry, ugly fat people need not apply)."

I can see it now. The floor in the office where tapes are reviewed is likely littered with the videos, photos, and resumes of the unfortunate saps that just didn't cut it in the looks department. Bitter? Umm, no. I didn't apply! I KNOW I wouldn't make it past the first 2 seconds of viewing. Regardless, I have no need to publicly humiliate myself on national TV kissing the flabby rear of the Duck. But I digress.

The guy who was fired? Martin? Irritating in the extreme. From the moment he opened his mouth I knew he'd be gone soon. The guy could give lessons in putting on airs. Oy. I would gladly volunteer to hold his head under water. And Frank? If I was on the show, I'd have knocked him out 2 minutes into the whole tent thing. He'll never make it in this competition. Someone needs to buy him some Imodium for his running mouth. Did he shut up even once? He was like a 3 month old hyperspastic puppy bouncing around the house. I'd kick that dog and I'd kick Frank too. (Well, ok. I wouldn't kick the adorable puppy. But that's because insane energy and energetic yapping are tolerable in a puppy. NOT tolerable in that New Yawker.)

I think the Duck should have fired them both. Heck, he should have thrown half the people outta there. I really wonder why some of these folks are chosen. College educated does not equal intelligence. And what's with all the laywers? Urgh.

Interesting that both Caroline and George are gone. Hmmm...maybe George finally passed on. What was he, 90? Caroline had the nerve to try to capitalize on her fame for her own gain. You'd think the Duck would applaud drive like that.

I'll leave it at that. If I continue, I may have to dive down into the Rosie and Duck feud. J is loving that. He's having just loads fun reading all about their verbal sparring. Hysterical. Ok, I'm out!