I just finished the last episode of Grey’s Anatomy available on Netflix, an accomplishment that feels more or less on par with turning in my Master’s thesis. I mean, look at the time I invested in this show. According to a quick scroll through IMDB, seasons one through twelve were comprised of 268 episodes. At 43 Netflix minutes apiece, that means I spent 11,524 minutes, or 192 hours, watching this show. (I once calculated that I spent 800 hours behind the microscope for my grad school project, so the thesis comparison is not totally out of line.)
Let me first get this out of the way: I know that Grey’s Anatomy is kind of dumb. I could probably have spent those 192 hours on much better things. Yoga teacher training, perhaps, or filibustering. But I also think that Grey’s (as fans call it) isn’t a total waste of time. In fact, I think it gets a lot less credit than it deserves.