I was having lunch today at the food court at the Century City mall, and some guy was there handing out flyers announcing auditions for “Cupid”, some new reality dating show. (They must be very desperate for contestants. They’ve also been advertising their upcoming casting call all over TV and the radio.)
I’m not sure exactly what the concept of this show is, but apparently, they’re going to try to fix up eligible single women with the kinds of guys who have nothing better to do than hang out at the mall in the middle of a Friday afternoon in a skater shirt and cargo shorts.
They’re not going to try to fix women up with guys like me. I didn’t get a flyer.
It could be worse. I could be the guy who was having lunch with the guy who got a flyer. He didn’t get a flyer either, and he was at the same table.
It’s not just bars or parties or the internet anymore — now you can even get rejected when you’re eating lunch!
The guy who got the flyer looked it over and smiled, amused. He said he was thinking of trying out.
So if you watch “Cupid” this summer, and you see a guy who’s tall, buff, good-looking and in his late 20’s-early 30’s, that’s him.