I just think there's some good shit out there that I want to help you to. First of all, show titles will just grab me as I'm flipping around. And by the way I admit to watching an insane amount of TV. And when you hear these European Studies where they say 'It's shocking! Some American's have been known to watch up to six hours of television a day.' I'm up to 20... I don't know about you but I can sleep when I'm dead.
Alright, so certain show titles, you know, catch my attention. Please tell me I'm not the only person who saw a little gem called 'The O.C.D. Project'? Okay, hear me out. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is not something we should make fun of. It is not a funny thing at all, and it's a serious disorder. Where people have struggles. Shame on you for laughing! Ugh!... Alright, I can't help it. I know OCD is real but that was some funny shit. That was some unintentional funny shit.
Please tell me you saw the crazy bat-shit lady who was so nuts that every single time she got in her car she thought she hit someone? It get's better! She thought she hit a baby. No, no. Don't groan. Don't groan. She's never hit anyone, much less, a baby. She's just Ah-Coocoo! Allegedly. Anyway, so, The OCD Project, is this awesome show where they put a bunch of crazies in a house like 'Big Brother', but for people with OCD. HI! Yeah, exactly. I'm in! I'm fucking in! I'm all in! I'm doubling down on the crazy! So, this woman would get into her car everyday, and by the way, she lived in the burbs with culdesac's and shit. So if you have that disorder where you think you hit someone and you didn't... Move to Manhattan and take the fucking subway. Problem solved. Alright, but I digress.
So, the showed her getting in the car every single day driving 5 miles an hour and thinking she hit someone every 2 seconds. Okay, now how dare you laugh. Shame on you. Alright so being a reality person I know that the name of the game is that you don't want to show the camera guy, right? You're supposed to make the audience feel like a fly on the wall, and they're not really supposed to be heard from. Okay. I felt so bad for the poor guy that got the shit-gig of having to be in the car every day with this chick who keeps thinking she hit someone... and didn't.
So they show her the first day white-knucking it on the steering wheel. I mean, she was really convinced. And so she's driving going 'I-I think heard... Did I hit somebody? I think I heard.. I have to go back. Did you hear that? I think I hit somebody. I really-I think I hit somebody- I think I hit a child.' And then you just hear the camera guy going 'No Mam.' 'No I think I-This time I really think I did.' 'No.' 'I think I-I have to go back. I know I've already circled the block 18 times but I really- Did you hear that?' 'No.'
Alright, so if that isn't awesome enough please tell me you saw what the therapist decided to do to cure her? This is called an exposure, and so the therapist did an exposure with her and that was to cure her. And he had her go to an empty parking lot and drive in circles while THROWING BABY STROLLERS AT HER WINDSHIELD. "You just hit somebody!" "You just hit somebody!" "You just hit somebody!" 'I-I' 'No Mam' 'I really think I should-' 'No mam.' 'But I really-' 'No Mam' "You just hit somebody!"
Well that shit would make me crazy! Book me a room! And how about when he up-the-Anny... And you know I'm not making this up... when he then threw Cabbage Patch Dolls... "You hit a Baby!" "You hit a Baby!" "You hit a Baby!" 'I really-' 'No Mam' 'But I really-' 'No Miss, it's a Cabbage Patch Doll' 'I really-' 'Don't turn around' 'I hit-'
... I'm not making fun of OCD in any way. And neither are you.
