As mentioned yesterday, I had a “New Girl” marathon. I saw the show once or twice from Seattle before I moved and I declared it too painful to ever watch again. Zooey Deschanel’s character was so embarrassing. After my five episodes yesterday, I say the show is fine. It’s not as excruciating to watch as I thought back in October, but it’s not going to win any literary awards either.
So here’s what it got right and what is all wrong.
1.We have no douchebag jar. No need for one. Although we did spend a fair amount of time discussing a cool name for our wireless network. These things must be taken seriously!
2.We’re clear on whose toothbrush and towel are whose. I think at least. The guys seem to have identical white towels. Or one has two towels and the other keeps his in his room. In any case, my fluffy gray towels are always clean and dry just for me.
3.We don’t partake in shenanigans together. They’ve never driven me to my ex’s house or helped me out of a bind at work. Wait, I did once use tweezers to pull something out of Dave’s ear. Does that count as shenanigans?
4.We do have a resident player. Sometimes I’m forewarned. “The girl coming over tonight is NOT the one I wrote the song for yesterday, so ix-nay on the ong-say alk-tay. I’ve not become friends with any of these girls nor have I had to break up with them for my roommate.
5.We do pull things over the landlord’s head. My roommate frantically texted me the other day. DO NOT TELL THE LANDLORD YOU LIVE HERE ALREADY! If she asks, tell her you’re a friend of Lauren’s visiting for the week or something.
6.Common area hang-out sessions are few. Yesterday we all gathered to watch “The Apprentice” while eating dinners. As soon as that was over and “Juno” started, we left the room one-by-one.
7.Our bathroom is much too small to be the scene of impromptu vent sessions. And thankfully our schedules vary enough that we’re not jockeying for the shower and sink at the same time.
8.We do have a socially awkward super. His wardrobe consists solely of sweatpants and he gets his groceries delivered, leading me to believe he never leaves his apartment. And it takes him forever to fix anything.
9.At the end of the day, we’re all on the same team. I’ve got their backs and I know they’ve got mine.