WTF Wednesday: Bad Boyfriendson October 20th, 2010 at 7:58 am
(NOTE: I didn’t plan this to be a rant, but it kind of ended up that way. Please bear with me. Thanks.)
Last night I had the house to myself and a few minutes to breathe, so I took advantage of the time to catch up on The Amazing Race. Every season I watch the show, people lose it and get on each other. I get that, I mean it’s a race and it’s a lot of together time, so I can see the stress getting to people. It’s one reason there are very few people I would ever even consider doing the show with.
But I’ve noticed a trend over the years, couples have more blow-ups than anyone else, and it’s almost always the guy freaking out on his wife/girlfriend. Tonight I watched the last two episodes and it happened to two different couples. One was in Ghana and they were running in extreme heat and while the guy is screaming at her, the woman had an asthma attack. It wasn’t until then that it hit him maybe he should have listened instead of yelling. In the next episode, the girl agrees to a detour task she isn’t comfortable with. She can’t do it and almost gets really hurt trying it once. Her boyfriend throws a complete hissy at her that they’re going to lose because she can’t do what, for him, is an easy task. Once he finds out they haven’t lost, he’s finally nice to her again.
Like I said, I get the pressure, but this isn’t just a roommate or co-worker, we’re talking someone you supposedly love. If an author (especially a YA author) wrote a hero like that, people would be all up in arms. I mean, as much as there’s pressure on the show, at the end of the day, it’s a game. No life or death, nothing earth-shattering. Better chance than the lottery of winning a million dollars, but it’s still a gamble. And it isn’t like these guys are being playful. Either they’re really good actors, or they’re pissed when this stuff goes down.
Now, I know fictional men are just that–fictional. They’re the fantasy, not the reality, but come on, guys. If you know what the fantasy is, isn’t it something to aspire to? At least a little bit?
Be the guy who brings her flowers for no reason, or sits through a chick-flick because she likes them, or (my personal favorite as it happened to a friend of mine today) read her favorite book so you can talk to her about it. No, it isn’t saving the world or even her life, but it’s also a far cry from beating her down. Be the best hero you can be for the people around you.
And, ladies, we kind of need to do the same.