I have been following Top Chef this season. I used to catch up after a few weeks and then OD on multiple episodes on a Sunday afternoon but now I pretty much keep track week to week. Not that you needed to know all this background, but I thought I would just tell you. Anyways, I just wanted to say that I was happy that Mr. Mike Isabella was cut this week. Well not happy. I’m sure he’s just a jerk on purpose and says alarming things to be entertaining. And he seems pretty aware he’s that guy. Eh! Oh!
He reminds me of this kid I knew in high school who was just like Mike. My own personal Mike Isabella was a Rush Limbaugh fan and a meathead. The thing that irked me the most about him was the fact that I couldn’t argue with him without getting angry to the point of crying. I think I’m probably the worst debater in the world, especially if I feel invested in the subject at hand. This is why I will never be a politician. I’d just cry all the time. It made all the arguing worse because I knew in my heart I was right but this jerk with a booming voice and a melon for a head and no neck was winning because of my crying. Oh the injustice.
I guess in this case, Mike Isabella received the justice I hoped my high school foe would. In my situation I was the Robin. Oh Robin! I mean, I don’t know if I want to eat her food but I really feel like she’s being attacked because she’s an older lady. It might also be because her food doesn’t look very delicious. Possibly. I guess it’s called “Top Chef” and not “Top Good Person in the House” or something.