Looking to the harpies for comfortability

I feel cheated. I feel teased. I feel . . . let down. I settled in to watch The Apprentice last night, expecting to see Stuart 'The Brand' Baggs, only to be faced with a bunch of bickering girls. *sigh*. After setting him up to be the clown in last week's episode, the 'Baggster' was nowhere to be seen. I reckon he must be keeping his head down. Mind you, I can always console myself with the audition video again – "Now, I'm alive. And there are so many people who aren't alive, or who have died . . . unfortunately . . ."

Anyway; those girls, eh? It was like watching harpies turn on each other in the board-room. I don't think anyone took much notice of the girls in the first week because they seemed so organised and 'together', but that didn't last long. Now they're into their stride and the claws are out but, unbelievably, Joanna (the moustache twirling baddie from this week) and Laura (the teary, meek one) were holding hands and smiling at each other like lovers when they skipped up the stairs in the final moments – despite having looked as if they wanted to scoop out each other's brains with a warm spoon just a few moments earlier. Two-faced much?

Ah, it's always good for a laugh, though, isn't it? The hairy surgeon's big hand cream applicator; the rolled-up towel with the built-in cooler for water or baby food; the crappy book stand/windbreak thing that earned a record breaking 'nul points'; the way the boys press-ganged their team leader into a tassel-less bikini (anyone else feel uncomfortable with that?); and – my personal favourite – Gok Wan's Melisa's use of the word 'comfortability'.

Now THAT'S entertainment.