My husband ABHORS any type of reality show and being the COMPLETE POLAR opposites that we are, of course I am GAGA for them. I pour over their every detail, I get emotionally invested in their unreality and I speculate about their off camera lives.
It’s true I live for these shows. My husband, not so much. So this week I try to unmask his complete disdain for the newest Bachelor Colton and his quest for love aka On why my husband HATES the Bachelor.
On why my husband HATES the Bachelor
ME: So really honey why don’t you like this show?
The husband: It’s too fluffy, it’s an unreal situation that people think they can know a person in this situation. It’s a girly girl show.
ME: What do you mean by that?
The husband: That doesn’t need further explanation- you just know it when you see it. It’s not real life taking people to an island and going on a date is not real life. And why would I want to watch people on dates.
ME: But don’t you want to see people fall in love?
Husband: It doesn’t interest me. I’m sure it’s just women who are addicted to this-and I don’t have the same interests as young women. Trust me, men are not watching this show.
ME: But I like this show- don’t you want to have the same interests I have?
Husband: Why do I have to share your interests in a show that I don’t like- it’s like the Real Housewives. You like these kinds of shows I don’t like a reality/ dramedy. It’s very slow. These dates aren’t real life situations. It takes a long time to get to know someone. You need to see people in bad situations also- these are all island paradises.
ME: So marriage with me isn’t like living on an island paradise?
Husband: Real life has nothing to do with these dates.
ME: But we got engaged after four months.
Husband: We lived together for a year and a half after that before we got married so technically we could have backed out.
ME: What made you not back out?
Husband: I liked you, I liked our life together, you try .
HMM…so what can we glean from this blog post; my husband loves me because I try, to which I say, what am I the little freakin engine that could?! Reality shows are essentially for girly girls; real life doesn’t include a tropical island, after we got engaged he spent the next year and half with and I can back out of this if I need to safety net, apparently he’s seen me in ENOUGH bad situations to know that he can handle being married to me, and he STILL hates the Bachelor.