Hello, my name is Suzie and I am a reality TV junkie.
I swear if I wasn’t such a TV addict, I might occasionally get some work done. My current WIP has been sitting on my laptop feeling neglected for months now.
Not only do I love movies and consider myself a bit of a movie buff (when I say watch Netflix and chill, I actually mean WATCH Netflix and eat) but I love television in general and reality television specifically.
I know, I know… I’m killing my brain cells. But there is something within me that won’t allow my 44-year-old self to mature beyond the drama of these shows. (Maybe it’s the sacrifice of all those other brain cells from tv shows long gone. It’s a vicious cycle).
It’s like going to a restaurant for dinner and witnessing the man at the next table getting busted on a date with another woman, by his pregnant wife. Yes, it’s tragic and he’s a terrible scoundrel etc etc. But you have to admit you’d want front row seats to that dinner and show. Who wouldn’t?
Have you ever sat on a bus and listened in to someone else on the phone? Overheard people discussing some juicy gossip at the gym or slowed to look when you’ve driven past a car wreck? (I like to think people do this to check to see if everyone’s alright and not because they’re sadistic.) Of course you’ve done some or all of these. We all have!
It’s human nature to be nosy. Sometimes we have the good grace to pretend we’re above it, but ultimately we all get dragged back down into it from time to time. I pretty much live there and I’m okay with that.
Last week there was a new show on Australian TV. Love Island. I hadn’t intended to watch because honestly, this one looked below even my rock bottom standards. So I went to bed. But the television was on and it happened to be a replay of the first episode of Love Island. Hubby and I lay there laughing at how pathetically ridiculous it was and eye rolling until we almost hemorrhaged.
Then it went for an ad and the most bizarre thing happened. We started discussing it. Who liked who, who we thought would be a good match, what would happen if this guy didn’t really like that girl and so on.
Realisation slapped us both like a cold, wet fish at precisely the same moment. WE WERE HOOKED!
And that’s how we came to add Love Island to our list of must-watch shows. It’s still not as exciting as 90 Day Fiance or Big Brother or Married at First Sight or House Rules but we are still going to tune in each night because it’s exactly like that car wreck that we can’t look away from.
And in case anyone is wondering what the point of all this rambling is… Erin is totally my favourite. That is all. Oh and check it out, you may not be as smart when it’s over as you were when you sat down but that’s the risk you take.