Fascinating to read just how seriously some people take this reality TV lark, especially the so-called celebrities involved, and the hardships they sometimes have to suffer, poor things. And having to get paid huge sums for enduring such torture. Life can be so cruel and unjust on occasions.
Down in the depths of the Australian jungle, you have a group of the so-called celebrities, many of whom are relatively unknown, battling it out in ‘I’m a whinging wimp….get me out of here’ and using every tactic to enlist the sympathy of the viewing public and either achieve fame and fortune or resurrect a fading career.
And how come WAGS qualify as ‘celebrities’? You have the likes of Nicola McLean, not the sharpest tool in the box (probably down there with the monkey wrench somewhere), parading her twice enhanced chest at every opportunity and declaring that Pinky and Perky (yes, she’s named them!) are the stars of the show. She even celebrated their first birthday!!
Nicola is now apparently planning a third boob job! The poor girl already looks like the dashboard of a Reliant Robin after the airbags have inflated. Her boyfriend, however, has insisted that this next enhancement – she is already a 32G – is to be the last. Probably a wise move, otherwise she would more than likely be constantly pestered by the team wishing to raise the Titanic.
All sympathy, however, must be with poor old Carly Zucher. Who? Having been voted out of the jungle, during which time she apparently did nothing but whinge and cry, Carly says she is an emotional wreck after being informed that, under her contract, she HAS to stay in the nearby luxury 6 star hotel for another THREE WHOLE DAYS until the filming and competition is completed.
Three whole days! In a 6 star hotel!! And being paid thousands!!! It’s cruelty without comparison. The poor girl misses her boyfriend, Joe Cole. How in the name of humanity could producers insert such draconian clauses into contracts? It defies belief and surely must contravene the Geneva Convention or be a case for the Court of Human Rights.
Carly and her boyfriend, of course, are rich enough that she could just leave, breach the contract, forfeit the fee, get sued and not notice, and live happily ever after. Either this hasn’t occurred to her or it’s a last minute opportunity for a quick whinge and a bit of extra publicity. One would hazard the former, unless she has an agent.