One Hour Every Day at Four O'clock

Every day at four o'clock I stop whatever it is Iof the pool. Many times, I have waited beside my
am doing to watch my favorite soap opera. Ipool (such as it is) hoping some man, any man,
take the phone off the hook, lock the door, sitwould emerge, tanned and oiled like that, all to no
with a cup of freshly brewed coffee and escape.avail.
It has become an addiction. One that I like having.And have you ever noticed what it is like being
Almost every time I do this, I am astounded atsick on a soap opera. It almost makes you want
how much better the lives of these people areto run out and collect as many germs as you can
than mine. There are some basic facts, Ladiesfind, just so you can get admitted to those
and Gentlemen, that apply only to soap operawonderful places of recuperation. Terminal
people, the women in particular.patients never look terminal on a soap. They look
The women in soap operas are alwayslovely. They lie in their perfectly made up
extraordinarily beautiful. The women in soapWamsutta down beds while being attended to by
operas do not walk across a room, they glide.physicians that look remarkably like Robert
The women in soap operas are never without aRedford and Tom Cruise.
man for more than three hours at a stretch. ThatAnd most of them seem to have sudden and
is, if their story book relationship is about to breakastounding recoveries. Of course, with doctors like
up, you can always be assured that there isthose, who could blame them. Even the dead on
another Adonis waiting just around the scene. Thesoap operas look wonderful. If I really must go
women in soap operas never do laundry, cleansomeday, please God, let it be on a soap. I would
toilet bowls or vacuum. The women is soaplove the world to remember me that way.
operas never have a single hair out of place or aLet's face it. The people on soaps do not attend
nail chipped.to everyday realities. I do not recall even one
I remember one scene in particular thatsoap opera person ever having to go the the
exemplified this because it paralleled the samejohn. I have given this much thought and have
situation in my life. I was at the airport sayingdecided that they just don't have to do that sort
goodbye to my friend. A young lady on the soapof thing. They go to the powder room, (it's much
opera was at the airport saying goodbye to hermore civilized) to check that nothing is amiss,
lover.although God knows why, they couldn't possibly
I will never forget how she looked. One perfectlybe improved upon.
shaped tear glistened down her luminously madePeople in soap operas don't cook much either.
up face. The wind blew through her shining blondeRarely have I seen anyone sweating over a hot
hair. (I wondered at the time where the windstove. They hardly eat. That must be why they
came from in the middle of the airport). Aall remain so svelte. When they do feel the need
Beethoven symphony was playing in theto indulge, well, you can be assured it will be at
background and dozens of beautiful whitetheir favorite local dining establishment. Probably a
casablanca lilies cascaded around her from out ofplace called "The Escargot Room" where they are
the sky (there must have been a hole in thegreeted by a very distinguished Frenchman
airport roof), as her lover took her hand in his andnamed Pierre, taken to their private table, where
kissed it tenderly.of course their usual red roses, Waterford crystal
In my scenario, there was considerably more thanand candlelight awaits them. All of these details go
one tear. My face was not luminous, it was wet.without saying. They are often the only ones in
It did not glisten, it was too drenched in mascarathe restaurant, so there is always plenty of room
and pancake make up to glisten too much. Theon the immaculately marbled dance floor.
only music I recall was a strange looking fellow 'sIt is here of course where the man, handsomely
sony walkman blasting something less thandressed in his tuxedo, whispers the most
romantic in the background. I particularlyincredibly romantic things in the woman's ear.
remember this because it drowned out the soundThings such as, "Darling, you touch my soul with
of whatever my friend was saying to me at theyour eyes." I ask you, my friends, when was the
time. I have a strong suspicion it was goodbye,last time your man said that to you?
but I will never really know for sure.Oh, and if it just happens to be a special occasion
Human beings behave differently on soap operas.such as an engagement, then a trio of violinists or
Have you ever watched people go swimming ona mini orchestra suddenly appears on the scene
a soap opera. The women arrive at the pool inand the lady is presented with a diamond ring, I
gold laminated dresses enveloping their tiny bikinisam sure, borrowed from Elizabeth Taylor's
that match the gold flecks in their eyes. The men,collection, while sipping on her Dom Perignon.
I am sure arrive straight from their previousAs of late, it has also occurred to me that people
employment with Playgirl magazine. If either partyon soap operas never seem to pay bills, floss
actually does manage to get wet, you can betheir teeth or change their kid's diapers. And you
assured that as they emerge out of the water,know something, I wouldn't have it any other
their hair suddenly parts perfectly down theway. If I wanted to watch that, I wouldn't have
middle of their forehead, miraculously, similar toto turn on the TV. You can keep your reality.
the parting of the red sea. The men's bodiesGive me Fantasy!
glisten with oils. Somehow a little man with an oilAt least for one hour every day at four o'clock.
can must have been down there at the bottom