Reading this post from Shaky got me thinking about the tears I have shed over TV shows.
The finale of M.A.S.H. was probably the first time I sat and sobbed over a TV program finishing, I was babysitting for a family who had just moved to the area whom I had met at church*.
They came home from a night out to find me distraught on the sofa.
I'm a little wobbly watching ER at the moment as I said a few weeks ago, I stopped watching it for a while but this series has brought me back into the fold.
One particular episode of Third Watch a few years ago had me in pieces, a firefighter had died - and its bugging the heck out of me what his name was! He was Kim's partner - they never got together but should have been! Anyway, that one came out of the blue as well. I actually called up my then bf and asked him to come over. I was really sad.
And the eposide that Shaky talks about on West Wing was a bad one, it just came from no where!
* I had THAT market sewn up, I was the only teenage girl who attended our church and there were a lot of families who needed a babysitter, they used to schedule PCC meetings around my study schedules so that I could babysit for families. It was a case of 'we will have the meeting at X's house this week and Mia can babysit for the W's as the Y's have visiting grandparents next week, but it will have to be an early one as she has exams the next day'
Discombobulated: To be thrown into a state of confusion.
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