Back when I was in college and broke, we used to go to game show tapings in LA because, well, they were free, they’d often feed you, there were door prizes and with some shows there were actual chances to be ON the show. Like “The Price Is Right”.
So, me and some of my dormmates made the trek down to CBS Television City to stand in line to get in, and while we waited, some crew came along and one-by-one gave us eacg a quick interview and a name tag.
We were guys. We were 18-20, so there’s a certain air of feigned coolness that comes with that age and gender. They asked us a couple of questions and moved on. None of us were chosen.
Fast forward 20 years and my niece, who was broke and in college, was standing in line to do the same thing. Her roommate who was peppy and bubbly and just so gosh darn ebullient that it would make you sick…got the call to come on down and she went home with a new car.
Huh. Stoic cool guys get ignored and a bouncy, happy, barely-in-control young woman gets put on national TV.
Of course. Why wouldn’t she? TV game shows would be boring if everyone was polite and reserved. They want screamers and so should we.
Think about it: 4% of people will play our silly games, so what real reason is there for us to do them? For the winners and the promos. For the excitement they interject between Cardi B and the 4th new Ariana Grande drop this month. Read more…