I never wanted to be a fan of
The Bachelor television series on ABC. But I started watching it with
my sister two seasons ago and have been stuck in the jet stream ever since. I think the show gets unfairly criticized by pundits who neither watch the show nor appreciate the value of reality television in our culture. For me, The Bachelor became more enjoyable once I started to realize that ABC was not really trying to play matchmaker for star-lost lovers. No, ABC puts these people on television for our entertainment; once you can look at the participants more as characters in a plot, the show becomes more enjoyable.
This most recent season saw
Jake, a steamy yet wholesome pilot from Dallas, Texas, try to pick up the pieces from last season after being summarily dumped by
Jillian, last season's Bachelorette. Jake won a fan following after he famously returned to The Bachelorette, after his dismissal,
to "warn" Jillian that one of the guys she liked was a fraud. Oh my...the irony is thicker than the line at a Kroger flower shop on February 13th.
The Bachelor is a metaphor for life (along with sports, poker, bacon and
scratch 'n sniff stickers), and you can derive universal truths if you pay close enough attention. In last week's episode, I derived a universal truth about high growth start-ups and entry-level jobs in start-ups:
In order to bring value to an organization, you have to bring something of value to the table. This principle was played out this past Monday as Jake had to choose two women out of three to go to the finals of the competition for his heart. Put more simply, there are three women left and Jake is
not a Mormon. Someone had to go.

So there were three women: Tenley, Gia and Vienna. Tenley (green dress) is a college admissions counselor from Oregon, recently divorced. She's gone out of her way to show Jake that her priorities are to be a good wife and a lifelong partner. She wants a husband who is a companion, someone she can lean on and who can lean on her.
Vienna (purple dress) is the opposite of Tenley. She's 23, has a youthful vigor, is playful and wants a husband as a 'best friend', someone she can laugh with until she's 70 and have fun with 'till death do they part.
On the metaphorical spectrum of competitive love matching, Tenley and Vienna are complete opposites. Tenley is the wife and Vienna is the best-friend. Vienna wants to laugh while Tenley wants to nourish. Both aspire to marry Jake but for entirely different reasons. They are both practicing the
101% principle: find the 1% of the product you can affirm and give it 100% of your energy in affirming it. Tenley has all her eggs (100%) in the basket of her character (1%) while Vienna is going all-in (100%) with her fun-factor cards (1%).
Then there's Gia (red dress), a New York, New Yorker who is a little like Vienna and a little like Tenley, and extremely attractive. She is a swimsuit model and she is
Italian. She wants to be a wife, and she wants to have fun, and she likes Jake. But she has a major problem:
She'll never be as nurturing as Tenley (green) and she'll never be as fun as Vienna (purple). Gia doesn't bring anything to the table that isn't trumped by one of the other two girls on the show. She is average. She is un-distinguishable. Which is precisely why she got dumped this past Monday.
Success in an entry-level job requires you to bring value to the organization, which requires you to bring something of value to the table. Gia didn't bring anything to the table that wasn't brought more fruitfully by the other two competitors. Distinguished post-grad jobs require a person to
distinguish themselves; Don't be the
soft-spoken acquaintance sipping
Bacardi hoping that somebody will see the merits in you as a mate (in this situation, 'mate' is a metaphor for entry-level jobs in Indiana).
Even if someone does take an interest at first, much like Jake did with Gia, you'll eventually be shutdown by someone with more vigor or more passion. And like Gia, you might find yourself crying in an Escalade on your way to the airport in St. Lucia to catch a Red-Eye back to NYC. Ok maybe not, but you get my drift.