It’s hard not to be a little bit offended by the hundreds of pitches I get offering me diet pills and lipo coupons, but I just ignore them and add them to my list of people to kick in the groin if I ever meet them in real life. The pitches are often insulting, but I got a fresh, new perspective when the casting people for the My Strange Addiction show sent me an unsolicited form letter asking for head-shots and for a summary of how my addiction is affecting my loved ones. Keep in mind that this show is exclusively about the kind of people who can’t stop eating their own furniture. Awesome. I considered making up my own strange addiction but the last episode was about a lady who’d secretly eaten seven couches and two chairs and I don’t even know how to top that.
Still, I did respond to them:
I’m assuming someone in my family asked you to contact me, as I am cripplingly addicted to watching shows about crippling addictions. Of course, the great tragedy here is that I would almost certainly develop an addiction to watching the addiction show about me being addicted to watching addiction shows and I’m pretty sure that’s how worm-holes get started. To be honest, I think it’s dangerously irresponsible of you to even ask me.
Hugs, Jenny
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