Monday Night Guilty Pleasure

I'll admit it.

I watch the Bachelor.

I'm not one of those people that has watched the show from Season 1 and can recite the names of each bachelor and their picks at the end of each season, or one of those people that watches just to see if the bachelor will pick the girl I think he should.  I have my own reasons...

Well, most generally, I watch to laugh hysterically at these people.  What do these girls expect?  They put 25 women, or however many they start with, in one house, all fighting for one man.  Amazing entertainment value?  Of course.  How these women think this will be a fun few months, I will never understand.  I don't think I could live with that many girls in a single house on a normal day, so how these women deal when they are all competing for what the bachelor totes as his sincere love is beyond my normal understanding.  And what is this man thinking?  I couldn't name 3 straight men in the world that would volunteer to spend months with a house full of overly-emotional, conniving, vengeful women.  These producers must be paying each bachelor a hefty sum.

The drama of it all is so entertaining.  I mean, c'mon, is there a need for each of them to bawl hysterically in the limo ride away from the mansion?  You got eliminated on the first night.  You didn't make a fake connection with a guy on a reality TV show.  There really is nothing to cry about.  You probably weren't even there long enough to lose your job like the other girls that did make it past the first rose ceremony.

They have so many issues in the dimension of the show, it makes me feel better about myself.  They spend months criticizing every move of each of the other girls in the mansion.  That one doesn't straighten her hair enough, so he couldn't possibly care about her.  That one wears tops that are too flashy, so he couldn't want to marry her.  That one has a huge nose, so there is no way he would pick her.  It reminds me how lucky I am to not have to deal with that all day long and makes me realize that their lives are just riddled with issues and problems throughout their stay on the show.  If I had to deal with that, I'd be happy to jump in that limo and drive away.

Dealing with those girls for that long would be tough, but if you'd seen any seasons previously, at least you'd know what you were getting into.  They put the same type of girl on each season.  There is always the sweet, girl-next-door type who seems to glide through every elimination ceremony.  She's almost guaranteed to make it to one of the last few weeks.  Then there is the bad girl that the bachelor seems to keep for a good long while, either because he is fulfilling every man's fantasy of the edgy girlfriend or because the producers make him keep her for ratings boosts.  They always include the weirdo or freak.  She lasts for a little while, mostly because she's just too weird/interesting for him to let her go that quickly.  Then, there is the mean girl.  This is the girl that seems to despise every other girl in the house, not just for the competition-sake, but seems to have just a solid, deep hatred.  Really, it's not like these girls are going in blindly every season.  I mean, honestly, who hasn't heard of the bachelor enough to know these patterns exist?  Have they been living under a rock?

So, there you have it - my justification for watching this trashy reality TV that brings in millions of viewers every week.  I wouldn't cry like those girls in the limo if I missed it, but hey, it is my Monday night guilty pleasure.