Shout out to my sister for the title. I've been dying to use it since she said it. Which was yesterday. Patience is not my strong suit.
I recently regaled you with several reasons why "I Hate That I Love The Bachelor." Today, I'm publically declaring my independence from it. I need space. At least until the next season. When anyone but Juan Pablo is the object of undeserved affection.
I had high hopes for this season. Translation: I was excited that they had chosen someone so hot.
Why hello there, "it's what's on the inside that counts"... we meet again.
Dude is boring. Dude is a hypocrite. Dude is generic. Dude is manipulative. Dude actually had me feeling bad for Clare (for like 5 minutes - but still!)... which is easily the worst offense of them all and was the beginning of the end for me.
At this point, I'd rather keep room open on our DVR for one of Pete's dumb shows, like Bob's Burgers. I wouldn't even be upset if I was watching and it got interrupted by a State of the Union Address... I would actually welcome the interruption.
It's adios for now, The Bachelor. So help me... if they put his ass on the next season of Dancing With the "Stars" I will throw a temper tantrum of epic proportions.
Have you ever taken a break from a show or just stopped watching it entirely because of one person on it?