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”.
