The Real World

My new company trainer and I have seen every single season of The Real World - New York, San Francisco, London, Miami, Seattle, New Orleans, Chicago, Hawaii, Las Vegas, Paris, San Diego, Philly - all of them even though they stay young and we get older and older. Every season, I think nope, not going to watch it this time, I'm getting too old, but I get sucked into it anyway somewhere in the middle of the season and I have to catch all the re-runs during one of their marathon Saturdays. It's the original reality show in which seven kids from all over the country of similar ages differing backgrounds with a bit of a mix of ethnicities who are thrown together to live in a snazzy abode in a cool city to see if they'll get along or not. Most of the time, things are peachy in the beginning, but as they get to know each other, personality issues surface, racial lines either educate or separate, sexual tensions sometimes get the best of them, lifelong friendships grow and some kind of drama is inevitable. It's a concentrated, skewed picture of human interaction in front of a camera 24/7, and I love it.