Now at various points in your life, a smart teacher would have handwaved her way to a seemingly excellent explanation of something with actually nothing more than a few purposefully chosen examples. Now I am going to follow that route, but I’m not even going to fake the excellent explanation bit.
Life isn’t fair. Hunks, and I am going to generalize, beautiful people, call all the shots. The geeks can try and all that, but they’re just wasting their time and energy. The hunks can waltz in, say very little, be all dumb, but the hot woman will fall for them anyway. You know, their waxed chest and all. Why do I say this? Here, I present exhibits A and B. Both the women, very similar circumstance, same decision.
But this time I didn’t know what it was. I thought Brian Worth (the geek) was a shoo in to win. If not for any other real noble reason (not like they didn’t exist), but for ratings. I mean, they had one show where the hunk won. They almost HAD TO, to keep the thing real. Or probably they did. Which is why the geeks lost both times.
I want to snicker, <Nelson>Haahhaaa! Karma caught up with her this time.</Nelson>. But that is totally besides the point. The fact that she got dumped by the hot blonde guy she picked over some rather trivial reason doesn’t undo her decision. She dumped the sweetest guy there.
Yes, I am a guy and even I know the guy she picked looks hot. But could he talk for 20 seconds? No. Did he seem like he cared? No. Was he shallower than almost anybody else would have been? Yes. Was he in construction? Yes. Did he do one sweet/thoughtful thing? No.
Did he have eyes that reminded her of the ocean? Yes.
Yes, he is definitely the one. I can see the overwhelming logic she’s applied. This isn’t about the show at points. This is about how reality is portrayed, or for all I know, is. It’s scary. I think I probably rooted for the geek so much for some stupid sort of validation thing. Just as a reassuring reminder to geek kind that they can do this. Apparently, not so.
I mean, let’s look at the final geek objectively. Yes, he didn’t look like a sculpture like the other guy. But he was witty. Endearingly so. He was wickedly sarcastic, dry, and bold around all the hunkier men. He didn’t back down or chicken out because he was smaller. Around her, that turned to a nice sort of funny. She laughed. A lot. (And I distinctly remember he joked about the shaved chests too. He was funny.) He expressed himself very well when the show started getting serious. Every thing he said and did toward the end had some sort of nice hidden meaning she understood. He took time, effort and carefully portrayed to her all that he wanted to show. He was kind and gentle. He was smart and educated. He made some bold heart openey moves. He expressed himself physically, to the levels you can on national TV anyway. She knows how much she means to him. I mean, unless those send him away tears were some fake chemical in her eye. He thought about things, her, and everything he said/did/radiated made that clear. He was willing to give up a lot he liked to be with her. He seemed earnest when he said he could be there for her in a forevery way. He did everything a normal person could/would have done.
But then again, he didn’t have eyes that reminded her of the ocean.
When you open yourself to the possibilities of highest highs, you’ve got to be ready for the realities of lowest lows too.
But then again, there is always karma.
Why do I keep thinking colour contacts? Hmm. Of course, the sane among you will realize this is just a show. And Gill dumping her over a cheesy ex is actually a lot better than me going on and on about it here.
Die.
NB. I can’t write (or do anything else for that matter) when listening to stuff. But I was having so much fun I didn’t plan to stop to concentrate on sounding ok. And only extremely new stuff. Tasting different things. Good god there are some cool stuff I haven’t heard.
NP. Maps – Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Update: Another (actually funny) take on all things real. Not.
