To watch television with Bossy is an exercise in patience:
You know how some people have that strain of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder where they think they unwittingly killed someone with their car so they keep driving back to check?
Well it’s just like that with Bossy, except in her case it’s an obsessive compulsive need to figure out who everyone looks like, which she then shouts to the room at large. Never does this disease rage more out of control than when Bossy is watching TV.
Take Downton Abbey. Please. This PBS miniseries shall serve as an example of what it’s like to sit down in front of a television with Bossy watching the privileged, haughty, manor house elite and the family they serve.
Most of the time the lookalikes are fairly easy to identify:
But sometimes the lookalike takes Bossy a while to figure out, and in the meantime she loses the plot thread, along with her mind:
Sometimes Bossy references people no one knows:
And occasionally the lookalike requires more than an acceptable amount of imagination and faith: