When both your mom and one of your best friends tell you that you HAVE to watch one television show, there’s got to be an element of truth to it. This may be why I’m in love with My Boys on TBS.
I’ve always been a firm believer that guys and girls can just be friends. I argued this point in high school with a guy who was convinced that this only ever works if one of the two parties is interested in the other. I tried my best to debate him, but I could only really prove one side of the argument.
I’ve pretty consistently found myself with a large group of male friends. I’m not a complete tomboy, but I was generally the token girl friend that they could turn to get a girl’s opinion. Maybe it was growing up with a brother and his friends, or according to a Meyer’s-Briggs personality test I took in college, it’s the fact that my “thinking” intelligence completely outweighs my “emotional” intelligence (which only happens in about 5% of women).
Whatever it is, I identify with PJ (the lead character) who surrounds herself with goofy guys she can be herself around, but is just as happy with her ultra-feminine best girlfriend. Shared interests are much more important to a friendship than shared chromosomes.
I also love that the show portrays, as in many close relationships, that friends can occasionally take a step towards something more. This doesn’t mean it has to result in awkward behavior for the rest of your lives. As long as both parties are in agreement about moving forward or just remaining friends, a hook-up can be a funny story to look back on and laugh about.
So, I guess I should thank the writers for recognizing an underrepresented genre. Girlfriends had Sex and the City, guys have Entourage, and now there’s a story we can share. Although, I’ll have to refrain claims that this is groundbreaking. Friends had everyone living together for a decade, and look how well they did.
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