Recovering...

So, I'm finally recovering from my Bachelorette induced rage. I really think I'm over it... but, I'll tell you, it was touch and go for a while. I'm really embarrassed by how into this season I was... I agree with all the people out there that this was the most boring season EVAH, but I couldn't help myself... I was invested in Jen. I had rooted for her on Andrew's season and was sooo sad when they broke up. You know, like when your cousin breaks up with that girl you liked so much... that kind of sad. And then... a ray of hope... she was going to be the Bachelorette. Now, I questioned her decision. I didn't (at the time) think she was a fameho. I liked her... and I was rooting for her.
And then. it started. yawn. But there were still a few that I liked. Ben, the ski dude with the sloe-gin eyes. Ryan, the teacher, who you know every students had a crush on. Wendell, the boy next door, your best guy friend because he's just sooo sweet. And Jerry (whew). The air around that boy just crackles with sexual energy.
I have to admit, I wasn't into JP... the lips creap me out. And he came off as a little cocky. (though, since the show ended, I've revised my opinion a little.) And Febrece gave me the heebie-jeebies. The rest of them I'm fairly indifferent on. (Oh... I do have to mention Keith the welder... liked him, but if anyone seriously thought Jen was going to fall for a blue collar worker...)
So. Then. Last Monday. Jen. The. B.
Now, I have spent the last week reading stuff on the internet, lurking on message boards, trying to understand. And I do agree that she shouldn't have to stay with someone that she doesn't like. But She didn't even TRY. She didn't give poor Jerry a chance. And that's what makes me mad.
She didn't even try... and, we the viewers ... we were invested. It's not that she didn't care about Jerry's feelings, it's that she didn't care about ours. Oh, I know it's silly. And I'm over it, really I am.
But I'm not watching next season. I can't take it.