Today, something quite different.
I am eating my dessert in front of the computer in search of a good series that I haven't watched yet. I suddenly remember an ad on telly about this young female doctor in town that looked quite light-hearted. Not even six minutes into the first episode that I have to stop and write a blog about it. It's not bad, don't get me wrong. It's just full of clichés & tonight, for some reason, I don't go along with it. This girl had a plan. She wants to be a heart doctor in NYC. The plan falls apart. Her boyfriend breaks up with her and she does not get the scholarship of her dreams. Then, she remembers an old man who offered her a job in the middle of nowhere and she decides to go for it. We meet her travelling to this place on a bus, 'a Newyorker in a chanel suit' - obviously not matching the other passengers. First question: why not drive? Second question: why not wear something more comfortable? I am sure not all New Yorkers have a great sense of style or lots of money. Then, the bus stops. IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. Since when buses stop three miles from a town? I have taken lots of buses in the most random locations and yet, I never had to carry my suitcase behind me in heels through the dusty countryside like the protagonist does. But you all may have already guess why the writers made her do that. That's right. Enter the prince charming character. The oh noble (good-looking, friendly, funny, rich - all this information in 30 secs) young man who, just by a strange coincidence, happens to pass by in his car & is nice enough to offer her a ride. Awww. Sweet, you might think. All I think is: GIVE ME A BREAK people.............
I am eating my dessert in front of the computer in search of a good series that I haven't watched yet. I suddenly remember an ad on telly about this young female doctor in town that looked quite light-hearted. Not even six minutes into the first episode that I have to stop and write a blog about it. It's not bad, don't get me wrong. It's just full of clichés & tonight, for some reason, I don't go along with it. This girl had a plan. She wants to be a heart doctor in NYC. The plan falls apart. Her boyfriend breaks up with her and she does not get the scholarship of her dreams. Then, she remembers an old man who offered her a job in the middle of nowhere and she decides to go for it. We meet her travelling to this place on a bus, 'a Newyorker in a chanel suit' - obviously not matching the other passengers. First question: why not drive? Second question: why not wear something more comfortable? I am sure not all New Yorkers have a great sense of style or lots of money. Then, the bus stops. IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. Since when buses stop three miles from a town? I have taken lots of buses in the most random locations and yet, I never had to carry my suitcase behind me in heels through the dusty countryside like the protagonist does. But you all may have already guess why the writers made her do that. That's right. Enter the prince charming character. The oh noble (good-looking, friendly, funny, rich - all this information in 30 secs) young man who, just by a strange coincidence, happens to pass by in his car & is nice enough to offer her a ride. Awww. Sweet, you might think. All I think is: GIVE ME A BREAK people.............
