There’s a show on one of those cable channels where people engage in extreme eating, ride roller coasters, show you how Pixie Stix are made, taunt ghosts, and turn their noses up at the very idea of a ceiling fan, that I’ve somehow started watching.
Lots of people say they don’t watch TV, but I really don’t. During the four days I’m working each week, I don’t see any television at all. Not one minute. And on my days off it’s not much more.
We like Friday Night Lights, take semi-advantage of Netflix streaming (which is pretty awesome), and sometimes flip through the aforementioned cable channels, while enjoying a few adult beverages at the end of a day. And that’s about the extent of it.
Yet I’ve gotten hooked on an unlikely show, called Selling New York. Have you seen this? It follows a group of real estate agents around, as they attempt to sell breathtakingly expensive apartments in New York City, or match a client with a breathtakingly expensive apartment. I think I’ve watched every episode, thanks to our always-lurking DVR, and enjoy the hell out of it.
The prices of the properties are insane, and the people live in a world that’s more fantastic than most science fiction movies I’ve seen. Amazing! Many of the clients are eccentric (or just plain crazy), and even though they’re all wildly wealthy, they often act like children. They pout and whine, and hold grudges…
It’s fascinating to me.
I also appreciate the show’s leisurely pace. Most programs seem to be edited by people who want to see how many grand mal seizures they can trigger. But Selling New York is comparatively laid-back, which I like.
I recently asked someone (purposefully vague) if they’ve ever watched the show, and their response surprised me. They said they can’t relate to any of it, and therefore “hate” the program. WTF? What kind of attitude is that?
Heck, I can’t relate to it, either. And that’s part of the reason I like it. Every time I go to New York I wonder what the interiors of those great old buildings look like, and how the millionaire residents live. Is that unusual? Or should I just start hating everything I’ve yet to experience?
Of course, I’ve always regretted not having lived in NYC, so that might have something to do with it, as well. Hopefully someday… before I get so old my pelvis explodes every time the wind blows.
Have you seen Selling New York? Any thoughts on it? If I’m going to watch almost no TV, is this really one of the few shows I should be following? I mean, on account of it being kinda fancy-lad and prissy…
Also, where would you live, if it could be anywhere in the world? New York and London would be near or at the top of my list. What about you? Tell us about it, won’t you?
And I’ll see you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day!