Oh, Reality TV.

I went out on a date with a guy who produced Reality TV. Even he was embarrassed to admit it. He kept referring to himself as a "Producer of Network Television." It wasn't until he was three drinks in that he let it slip. I should've known. This man lived in a world that was so removed from reality, the fact that he produced so-called Reality TV, kind of made sense. By his fourth drink he told me that all he was interested in was sex and that we should go back to my place and, "get it over with." Now for a man who produces shows that are all about winning, losing and game playing, he should've known that this was a bad move on his part. Needless to say, I walked away the Winner that night.

~ km