Temper Tantrum Kitchen

I’ve only seen the ads for Hell’s Kitchen, and from them I really can’t see why anyone would want to watch it.  Am I missing something good about the show, or do people really watch it just to see a grown man act like a spoiled 3 year old?

Is there any reason he has to berate some poor 20-something-er when he essentially fires her, rather than just rationally explaining to her why she isn’t working out?

I despise the very essence of this show.  I feel the same way about all the other shows that are essentially the same, that mistake destroying wannabe dancer’s, singer’s and cook’s self esteem as some kind of legitimate entertainment.  And I’m totally baffled by the fact that people actually watch it.

Because, let’s face it, Simon What’s-his-nuts and I-don’t-even-know-the-douchebag-cook’s name, they would just shrivel up and be absorbed back into the septic tank of entertainment that they were dreamed up out of, if it weren’t that people were actually watching them.

Now that I’ve spewed my venom (sorry, I was forced to endure several of these ads while watching TV today), I have to ask; 

Is there something I’m missing?  Is the part you do not see in the ads worthwhile and enduring enough to make up for the pathetic crap they use to entice people to watch it?

Seriously, I’d like to know.

Just shoot me now.

Yesterday (Tue) was the day of hell. Broke everything in site. Started in the morning when I was rolling down the windows on Old Blue and broke a window crank. Went to lunch with a few people from school and broke one of my teeth, a molar in back that had had a root canal, so the tooth doesn't hurt but it's ragged and my tongue's a little sore. Broke my door key in the back door (this one I could have prevented, I've been meaning to replace it for a week or two). Opened the back door and heard water running in the basement, the hose to the swamp cooler had burst and there was over an inch of water down there. It was trash day and I tweaked my back so bad I can't even put my socks on. And, no, I didn't tweak it moving my huge recycling can full of paper from school, I did it picking up the trash can in my bedroom. The one with 4 tissues and an old pair of socks in it. I'd hoped the pain would go away overnight, but I ended up at the doctor's office today. X-Rays show that my spine is all fine and dandy, everything where it should be. Which means I basically sprained my back, pulled a muscle or tendon. Nothing to do except take it easy, and take some good pharmaceuticals so I can sleep. Fun day.

I had a spare doorhandle so I got that fixed, and a little piece of hose fixed the water to the swamp cooler. The basement isn't finished, still mostly dirt so the water just soaked into the ground and what was left evaporated. (I store everything there at least an inch off the floor because I've had water issues before). I have an appointment on monday to take care of the tooth - considering the back pain the tooth is no issue at all. My little brother has spare keys just because of key situations like this and, yeah my back hurts like hell whenever I bend over, but at least it's nothing serious. Always look on the bright side of life, do, do , duh dum, da, dum da, dum.....