If I've learned anything from being forced to sit through The View in my chiropractor's office, I thought I learned that there was nothing worse than listening to four women yakking about their lives.
I was wrong.
Today I learned that worse than listening to four women yak about their lives is listening to SIX women yak about their lives. Such is the misery known as The Talk.
Did daytime tv--or any time tv, for that matter--really NEED another talk show? Do we need yet another venue for actors to pimp their movies or their books or their jewelry or their clothing line?
NEVER have I been so grateful to have a daytime job. Thank You, Lord!