Casting for a reality show can really be hard.¬† Especially when you are casting for a show where one of the participants is basically getting made fun of the entire time.
Is She Really Going Out With Him isn’t like The Real World, or Survivor.¬† There are no prizes to be won, no cool houses you get to live in.¬† However, there is the whole getting to be on national television, having an entire episode about your life, and getting paid part that sways most peoples opinions about the show.¬† Like I’ve said before this show takes a very special guy to do it.
I went out to a local Irish themed bar last night with hopes of finding some great couples for the show.¬† First off it was a Monday night, and honestly there usually isn’t much happening on Monday nights.¬† So I was really excited when I heard from one of my college contacts that this Irish bar has beer pong and drink specials on Mondays.¬† I got to the bar around 11ish took a seat, ordered a beer and began to look around.¬† At first there weren’t too many prospects, just a few normal looking people playing beer pong and a couple of cute girls at the bar.¬† As time went on though a ton of college kids began to show up and drink their Monday night away.
As I was sitting at the bar a guy walks up and tries to get the bartenders attention.¬† The bartender was busy doing another drink order so the guy was forced to sit and wait.¬† Apparently this was just not acceptable.¬† This kid leans over the bar and yells “Hey Yo!” at the bartender and tries to grab her arm.¬† She nudges him off, gives him the death stare, and walks off to help another customer.¬† At this moment I smile because I believe I have found a prospective douchebag.
The guy tries to get the bartenders attention again and of course fails.¬† He looks over at me and smiles.¬† Now is my one shot, I hop out of my seat and introduce myself.¬† I begin to tell him about the show and he interrupts me.¬† “Wait.. you don’t know who I am?”¬† I am now confused.¬† Have I met this d bag out before?¬† I smile innocently and say “No am I supposed to?”¬† He laughs and says “Yes, I am a big sports celebrity.”¬† I quickly rack my brain for any “sports celebrity” that I would know of that would be down here in Florida.¬† I am quiet for a second and the guy starts to look surprised.¬† “Do you watch golf?” he asks.¬† I start to laugh and say “Absolutely not.¬† I hate golf.”¬† This kid then goes on a rampage of how he is a “famous” golf player, he’s on the PGA tour and that I really should know who he is despite my hatred for what is apparently the best sport in the world.
Once he is finially finished with his rant about golf, I smile and say that I will be right back.¬† I quickly ran to the bathroom, pulled out my cell phone and started to google this cocky d bag.¬† To my amazement this kid really did play golf, and really did play for the PGA tour.¬† I continued to look his stats and smiled when I found what I was looking for.¬† He sucks.¬† He has lost every game he has played in the last year, and has never qualified for any of the bigger tournaments.¬† This kid obviously thinks he is amazing, which just makes him an even bigger douchebag.
I run back up to the bar and thankfully he is still standing there attempting to flirt with the bartender now.¬† I tell him all about the show and of course he is super excited to be on tv.¬† I have officially found our “golf bag”.