This is not about Britney Spears. Sadly, it's not. I'm not some crazy Spears fan. I was counting down for her show: Chaotic.
I love to make fun of her and when it comes to reality television; I have no boundaries. Incredible told me he had to pack so he'd be over later. That made me glad. I cannot get into mindless television with him around. Plus he is not into reality television unless it's "Contender". I cooked Carbonara, by Incredible's request since he would be gone for the rest of the week; did two loads of laundry; did a 15 minute run; showered and into PJs and then I got comfy cozy on the couch. America's Next Top Model re-cap show was wrapping up. I was so excited: 3, 2, 1--Show on! I will admit I was entertained, girlfriend has no style when she is out on the streets but her house was kicking it. I laughed my butt off when she was jumping around like a monkey due to over doing the Starbucks. Then...my phone rang. It was Incredible so I picked up; he was downstairs making his way up----WTF? Ugh. Quickly, I ran to take the trash out and thought I'd make it back before him (in order to gain remote control); boy was I wrong. When I got back to the apartment; he was already sitting on the couch, bowl of carbonara in one hand and the remote in the other. I glanced at the screen; great, Britney was interviewing her dancers about relationships and commitment.
"What the F is this?" he asked.
"Uhm...Britney Spears' new reality show, haven't you heard about it?"
"No. She's dumb and dates white trash. Are you really watching this?"
"Uh, well...uhm...yeah?" I said. He looked at me like I was insane.
"We're not" and with that he changed the channel--ZAP!
He changed it to AMC...OH HOLY FUCK! KILL ME! I could've argued this since we were at my house and this was my television and I was watching it first. I know how to pick my battles...
We watched In the Heat of the Night. A really old movie with Rod Stiger and Sidney Poiter. We watched the whole deal and you know Incredible knew every line, subplot, and awards that it won. The whole time I was secretly wishing it was Britney and Kevin.
This is why we cannot live together. I live in the present year 2005 and he is stuck somewhere between 1950 and 1995. I cannot live like that. I cannot live with my TV on constant rotation of AMC and TMC. You may be saying, won't you have more than one television if you live together. You are right, we would have three. (currently he has two and I have the one) I'm old school and like to watch TV with my man, cuddling on the couch, and spending quality time together----he is never in town so those moments really count.
But it has to be said: I hope with all my might that UPN repeats it.