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Dating in Real Life vs. Dating in ‘The Bachelor’

Dating in Real Life vs. Dating in ‘The Bachelor’: Ned Frisk / Getty Images; Courtesy of ABC

Ned Frisk / Getty Images; Courtesy of ABC

Few reality shows have seen the massive success of The Bachelor. If you’re unfamiliar, the concept is simple; they take a hot, rich guy and put him in a tropical paradise with a bunch of women competing for his love. What could possibly go wrong with that scenario, right? Obviously it’s nothing like actual dating, or any sort of dating for that matter. Here’s a look at dating in reality versus dating on The Bachelor.


Dating in Real Life

Dating on ‘The Bachelor’

We met on a dating app. We met, but the camera was out of focus so we had to do the whole thing over again.
I hope he likes me. I hope the audience likes me so I can get a spinoff show once I’m eliminated.
Maybe we could go get a drink and watch a movie. Maybe we can get 15 minutes of time together when he’s done making out with the other 14 women in the house.
It’s nice to have some one on one time together. It’s nice to have some one on one time together with a dozen producers, camera guys, key grips, and lighting directors in the room.
I hope I don’t know any of his exes. I hope I don’t have to break a vase over any of the other women’s heads.
He said he was going to call me tomorrow. He said he was going to give me a rose tomorrow if I let him put my boobs on his face.
I want to take things slow. I guess I’d better promise to bear his child if I want to stay around for another week.
I wonder if he would mind if I put a picture of us on Instagram? I wonder if he would mind if TMZ leaked our sex tape?
Our second date will be a nice, quiet dinner at a little bistro. Our second date will be a helicopter ride to the edge of a newly discovered island where we’ll try and spear blowfish for our dinner.
It seems like his friends really like me. It seems like a lot of people are tweeting me telling me that I should die from never ending bee stings.
If it doesn’t work out, I’m sure I’ll find someone else. If it doesn’t work out I swear to God I will burn this place to the ground.
I love everything about him. I love everything about being on the cover of US Weekly.
I think he might be the one. I think he might be the one…to give me my own reality show.

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