I'm especially intolerant of the suspension of disbelief that's necessary when watching this form of entertainment.
My teen-age son, who's not gotten his hands on cars (yet) has become an armchair expert, after listening to my
regular commentary. It started when he began asking me why it took me SO LONG to work on the cars that come through
my shop. From there it was a slippery slope, pointing out all the inconsistencies.
There's one group of tatooed car builders who
always seem to be seconds from disaster, only to "Pull together as a team" in order to make their deadline. The owner,
who seems to do little more than yelling at his staff and complaining about his stress levels, seems happy to hobnob with his
celebrity clients while the predominantly Mexican-American workers do all the heavy lifting.
The frequent breaks with progress, so they can go kart racing or some other time-wasting foolishness, bothers me to no end.
When I'm on a project, in the zone, getting good work done, the absolute LAST thing I'd welcome would be a break in the action.
Shortcuts? No doubt. Reality TV? A contradiction in terms.