I agree. I actually would have been tempted to deck them. I wouldn’t have, but man I would have been tempted. I hope they see themselves on tv and realize what assholes they are.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Non-Fiction TV: I Reject Your Reality and Substitute My Own
This thread is for non-fiction TV, including but not limited to reality television (So You Think You Can Dance, Top Chef: Masters, Project Runway), documentaries (The History Channel, The Discovery Channel), and sundry (Expedition Africa, Mythbusters), et al. [NAFDA]
To go up to Brian and Miss America in the airport and say, "it wasn't our fault"
"The bribe money just leapt out of our wallet and into the driver's hands! And then he drove off with us and all of our stuff to the destination we asked for!"
Not your fault MY FAT ASS. Douchebags.
I sympathize with Erica (Erika?) because under similar circumstances I can see myself being exactly that kind of bitchy to my husband - it's not the world's best coping mechanism, but it is what it is.
yeah, but there is a reason you are not on tv...
I know my limitations. I will not be on TAR.
yeah, but there is a reason you are not on tv...
Because I have yet to get my ass in gear and apply, as far as this show is concerned. I really could care less how I come across on TV - I just want to run the race!
(laughing out loud)
fair enough!
I think it's important to note the distinction that Ericka never insulted or got mad at her husband even when she was really upset and freaking.
To a certain extent, the producers DO want some people who freak out loudly, because it makes for good television moments. Ideally, they're not all be people who freak out with dignity....
I like this quote from TWOP's look at the best moments of this race:
We've said it before, and we'll continue to say it every time it applies: the only thing worse than a jerk in the Race is a stupid jerk in the Race, and Dan's the latter.
I'd add a really LOUD stupid jerk.
I also appreciated that Eri(c)(k)a still thanked the person who handed them the clue, after freaking out and being last. Brian deserves to be called "the saint," like my mother said about my father last night: "And your father, the saint, drove all the way there in that terrible weather!"
He had much more patience with her than I ever would have. BUT, as some one mentioned above, I don't recall her harping on HIM, just harping in general.
Driving into work today I again passed the field that is full of hay rolls like from the famous challenge. But now they are covered in snow - big pile of hay with a snow sweater. Could you imagine doing that challenge in the snow? Still rolling out the bales one by one. Brrrrrrrrrrrr.