I have no TV watercooler conversations anymore because, well, the dogs don’t talk back to me unless my husband’s around, so humor me. What did you all think of last night’s shows?
Survivor
I really want to know…does anyone else find this season as boring as I do? I’m not sure why Lisa went home instead of the substandard, bug-eyed Eliza but hey, I’m not at Tribal Council so I don’t get a vote. Twila & Sarge? He said he’d date her…actually, he said he’d put a dress on her and take her out to dinner. Hmm. As long as Sarge doesn’t propose to her on The Early Show after he wins, I’m cool with their alliance.
The Apprentice
The big difference between Stacy R. from The Apprentice and my poodle Cookie is that Cookie is actually justified in her commanding presence. Sure, she’s small…and incredibly yippy…but she demands respect and gets it 99% of the time. Stacy R? Not so much. I feel for her though…in a previous, non-married life, I too was a Stacy R. I always wonder why The Donald brought certain people on the show when he obviously has such disdain for them and their personalities (”I hate people who exaggerate!” Pot, meet Kettle)…dunno, but you can’t tell me he didn’t know she was…like…that…before they started filming.
It did drive me nuts watching her talk about responsibility and complaining that everything was the project manager’s fault. This happens more than it should…I think I said this in another recap, but you can’t sit there and wait for someone to tell you what to do…especially if the whole point of you being there is to highlight your skills. This goes back to middle-school politics. Theoretically, if you tear down and rip apart your competition, people should see you for the amazing creature you are, correct? Wrong.
If you see a niche you can fill, step up and fill it. If you don’t see a niche, help someone else out or think of your own niche. Find a way to help in a productive way. Complaining is NOT help. The team will thank you and if your project isn’t a success, they can’t drag you to the Boredroom for the equally unsettling corporate minion characteristic of complaining.
Sayonara, Stacy. I did think it was funny when The Donald pulled everyone away from dinner…back into the Boredroom and, in a shocked and stunned tone of voice said, “I can’t believe you’re not prepared.” WTF? Prepared for what? If I’m done for the day, I change into shorts and a t-shirt. I bet Donald, Carolyn and George sleep in their suits…never know when you’ll be unexpectedly called away and can’t take five minutes to change your clothes.
ER
God Bless Susan, for not forcing herself to be maternal and for taking over as the Chief of Emergency Medicine. And, bless her even more for liberating Neela from her Quik-E-Mart post. I was hoping to not have to watch her sell nachos the entire season…but, her snarly retail skills do remind me of the guy that sells me my lottery tickets at the local 7-Eleven.
Anyone notice the new social worker? I read somewhere a while back that she was brought in to save Carter from ruining his life and his last season on ER. As much as I love Luka and Sam together, I don’t like the fact that they’re contemplating shacking up. If the two of them are in love and devoted to making “this” work, date a while longer, then get married. Don’t screw that poor kid around anymore. Please. Thanks. And oh yeah…Corday left.
