One of life’s little conundrums that’s always tickled my funny bone is Mark Summers, host of Double Dare. Perhaps it’s because he went to my high school, and for that reason I suppose I have some sort of ‘right’ to his stories. Still, the idea of a man who actually has OCD dealing with all that sliming and kiddie germy nastiness just gives me a certain feeling of sympathy for the man. I just see him explaining the obstacle challenge and bending down delicately to pick up one of those orange flags. I always use to think he was just being careful not to drop his mike, but picking up those flags probably cost him lots of excessive hand-washing time after the cameras were turned elsewhere. The poor man.
So, the next time you’re miffed at your friend who is complaining about the water spots on the silverware at some local restaurant, or your girlfriend who has to have the laundry folded devoid of ALL wrinkles, just take a deep breath, and remind yoruself it could be worse. That friend or girlfriend could be Mark Summers.