The above totally captured the mortification I was facing while bingeing on a Taiwanese drama many years ago. I wasn't ill then and it was the weekend. And the best part was, I was crashing at my best friend's which means no funny looks or questions from my parents though my mother is a bigger TV addict than I am. I thought I could hit the stop button and go home in the evening because it's a work day the next day. Needless to say, I thought wrong of course. Not only did I not go home, I stayed and finished the whole season, all 31 episodes of it. I just couldn't put a brake on this crazy ride. It was the wee hours by then. With a brain that was foggy and almost dead, I called in sick the next morning. Definitely not something which I am proud of...
What I find interesting is, TV addiction manifests itself regardless where we are: Asia, Europe, America... Someone out there right now is watching, or worse, bingeing on a drama as I type. With TV studios and stations churning out new and great (damn!) series all the time, how do we find time to devour these must-sees? I am awfully jealous of those who can afford that luxury, particularly those who have to juggle work and family. These are the super humans, the immortals.
But why do we all feel guilty about watching our favourite shows? Does TV make us dumb and really rot our brain? As one commenter put it, we wouldn't apologize for reading a good book in one sitting so why should we be embarrassed about spending a few hours a week on a good show? A good point there and one which I would gladly use as an excuse to go on another crazy ride! Haha!
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