The mansion in Beverly Hills which belonged to the Saturdays was one you had to notice while you drove by.
The reality TV show - Keeping up with the Saturdays was filmed in that mansion. Everyone enjoyed their reality TV, I mean who wouldn’t enjoy watching and knowing all the ups, downs and saucy details of this family’s extravagant lives. Was there more to it than what the public watched on Tv?
The Saturdays were a family of four. The parents; Mr. Tuesday Saturday and Mrs. Friday Saturday. Their children; Wednesday Saturday and Monday Saturday. Safe to say that Mr Tuesday and Mrs Friday were attracted to each other simply because their parents named them the days of the week and so they thought it was wise to do so with their children by naming them Wednesday and Monday. It was truly rare to see someone with either of those names let alone a whole family.
Wednesday was their sixteen year old daughter while Monday was their eighteen year old son who would be off to college soon. It was so easy to be made fun of because of their names but money definitely puts a “U-Turn” on situations like this. Luckily the Saturdays were rich.
Sunday Brunch
11:00 am
“And cut!”. Mr George the producer shouted.
As usual there was commotion in the Saturdays mansion. Mr George had always tried his best to cut and join most scenes because honestly speaking the Saturdays were nothing like they were portrayed on Tv.
“Monday you sit your ass down young man!”. Mrs Friday scolded her son.
“Seriously mum what’s the big deal?”. He retorted.
“You had better listen to your mum or else you’re grounded”. Mr Tuesday said angrily.
“Dad you too? What’s so wrong in not wanting to eat together with the family? I’m not even hungry. You guys make all these rules just to keep up with public appearances and I’m sick of it! My life has been on display for as long as I can remember. Can’t I just have a normal life like anyone else ?”. Monday said.
“Dido!”. Wednesday said out loud.
“Dido?”. Mr Tuesday and Mrs Friday asked.
“Yeah. Dido. That means me too. I’m with Monday here. A girl needs her life back. I can’t go an hour without being followed by a camera. It’s as if someone is constantly breathing down my neck. Jeez!”. Wednesday added.
“First of all. Why are you both trying to disgrace I and your father in front of the camera crew?”. Mrs Friday said
“Are they ever not here?”. Wednesday said rolling her eyes.
“True”. Mr George and the other crew members replied.
“If you children must know why we put in so much effort in keeping up appearances it’s because this show brings in a lot of money. It pays the bills! It gives us connection with other rich people! That’s called networking and surviving!”. Mr Tuesday said rather angrily.
“We were rich before this show started. And how come you guys never thought of starting up a good business with all the money you’re getting from the show and then use the so called ‘networking’ to get your customers”. Monday said sounding pissed.
“You need money to make money dear and most of all you need money to keep up appearances. You both know I and your father went bankrupt that was why we started this show. This mansion was the only thing we had to our name. All the cars you see here, from the Lamborghini to the rolls Royce to the G-wagon to Benz everything here is on lease! So if you know what’s good for both yourselves you would put on your A-game and sell this thing! Unless you both want to be school dropouts with no roof over your heads”. Mrs Friday threatened.
Everywhere went mute. The children didn’t know the family was bankrupt. They feared for their future now. The Saturdays had assumed their positions on the dinning table while the camera men had assumed their strategic positions.
“In 3…2…1… Roll the camera!”… Mr George ordered for the crew to keep filming.
“And cut!”. George announced after a few hours. They were done filming for the day.
“Jimmy upload the tapes for today by tomorrow morning”. Mr George said to one of the editors, Jimmy.
The Next Morning
Monday Morning
“Mummmmmm!”. Wednesday screamed from her room.
“Wednesday what is it? You’re going to be late for school”. Mrs Friday called out
“Check the Tv!”. Wednesday screamed out again.
Now the whole family had gathered at the sitting room about to put the Tv on and find out why Wednesday had been acting so paranoid.
And there it was. The headline for today;
”The Saturdays are bankrupt. Show is nothing but a lie”
Another one read;
”Is Keeping up with the Saturdays nothing but deceit ?”
There was a video playing. Lo and behold, the camera crew were still tapping while the argument amongst the Saturdays transpired the previous day.
“We’re finished!”. Mr Tuesday exclaimed.
“No one would want to talk to me in school. No one in an Ivy League school wants to talk to a broke person. My social life is gone”. Wednesday said crying.
“My reputation is gone. They’re definitely removing me as the captain of the basketball team. My applications to universities! They know I can’t afford to go to those schools anymore”. Monday said frustrated.
Just then a knock on the door was heard. Mrs Friday goes to open the door, it’s Mr George and Jimmy.
“Before you say anything, it was a mistake on our end”. Mr George tried to defend.
“I’m so sorry Mr and Mrs Saturday. I was so tired from yesterdays shoot and I uploaded the wrong video. I thought it was just one video. I didn’t know the crew was recording during the argument yesterday”. Jimmy said sorrily.
Mrs Friday hadn’t said a word since all the commotion started, she just sat on the floor, thinking. She had to save her families name and reputation.
After a few minutes she decided to talk while everyone was still panicking.
“If it’s a show they want, we’ll give them a show”. She said.
“Huh?”. Every other person replied. She wasn’t making sense at all.
“I mean we’re trending everywhere, on Twitter, Instagram, Facebook , the news!. Why not use that to our advantage!”. She said happily.
I’m pretty sure everyone thought she was crazy at this point.
“Okay look. We can post more embarrassing videos of ourselves online but from a secret source to make it seem like we’re being ‘exposed’. After a week, George and Jimmy here posts a clip with a sneak peek of whatever transpired. He would tag it “What really went down with the Saturdays?”. She said.
“Okay but how does that get us money? The publicity aspect I understand”. Monday asked.
“Those videos would leave us trending for a week. There’s another upcoming video with a sneak peek as agreed, people would be eager to know what happened. So why not charge them for it? Make money off of it. And collect money from people to promote their businesses with the video. I mean, for example charging a psychologist or a company that deals with therapy and say that they’re the family’s therapist and they are helping us to get through this tough times”. She said enthusiastically.
“Wow mum that’s smart. We could literally use this to make a shitload of money”. Wednesday said happily.
“I do agree”. Mr George said while the rest nodded in acceptance.
The plan was in progress now. They had about two weeks to make it a success. Trust Mrs. Friday Saturday to get what she always wants. This time wouldn’t be an exception.
Two weeks later
The whole family and crew members are celebrating. The plan was a success and I must say the Saturdays maneuvered their way out of bankruptcy in two weeks!
“Here’s to making more money”. Mrs Friday raised her champagne glass to make a toast.
“To more money!”. Everyone chorused while holding their champagne glasses for the cheers.
