A while ago I got an email from the folks at Klout asking me if I’d like one of their Klout Perks. Specifically, season 1 of some TV show I’d never heard of (no surprise there) called Rizzoli and Isles. I said, sure. Because, you know, why not?
So anyway, a few days ago I couldn’t sleep and was bored with my podcasts so I popped the DVD in. Figured I’d check it out. And it was a fun-ish show. Something I could kinda get into. But then I watched this episode that had one of the characters set up the other on a date with someone in a ‘medical profession.’ The other assumed he was doctor and was pissed as hell when she found he was a nurse.
Because a male nurse isn’t macho enough? WTF?
I get it. It’s TV and TV trades in cheap gender stereotypes. But it really annoyed the hell out of me.
I would so much rather date a nurse than a doctor. In fact, doctors are on my list of undateables.* No, it’s not a hard and fast list and I’m sure I’d make an exception if I met someone and found myself attracted to him and then found out he was a dr. But usually dr = turnoff for me.
Whereas if I heard nurse…
Whatever, I was just annoyed that a show that seemed to want to defy gender stereotypes about women was making such a clumsy one about men.
Crazy week for me. I hope to squeeze out a real post tomorrow.
* Even though I know some awesome people who are doctors, my dating/romantic experience with docs has been THAT unpleasant.
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