MTV at Cafe Nasty?

Yesterday afternoon, some producers from MTV came to the cafe to interview staff for a possible reality show. I, tragically, wasn't working at the time- all the better. I would've freaked out. I think its okay to admit a fondness of reality television. Not just any old show though. I do have standards (eg: "Trading Spouses" good; "Breaking Bonaduce" bad). The MTV cats explained to my friends that they were going for a "Laguna Beach-esque" show, meaning sort of real, sort of not.
Since I wasn't there to observe or participate in any of the pre-interviewing that took place, I can't be sure exactly how the producers imagined the show. I also can't figure out what drew them to our little town. Maybe the fact that it's a predominantly upper-class area, and the presence of a massively prestigious university in town means there are lots of rich, sexy, and smart co-eds wandering the streets. Does MTV know that only one of our 40-something employees goes to the university? The rest of us carry on a diverse array of lifestyles. Most of us are students at colleges not too far away (there is an obscene number of colleges crammed into our tiny state). Some employees are older, and married with children. There are a few newbies that I haven't gotten to know yet, but so far they don't seem like they do much besides pour cappuccinos and smoke menthols.
When I heard of this potential TV show (which will probably never materialize, judging from what I know about "the biz"), I thought, "Great! It's about time we all got credit for being such a twisted yet functional family."
The fact that we all go to different schools or are in varying stages of life makes going to work quite interesting, I think. We are not a boring or bland crowd. We don't even have more than a couple walking stereotypes among us, as far as I can recall. But this doesn't mean I'm not sitting back, wearing my signature evil grin, trying to figure out which of us would be chosen by editors to fall into certain character roles that are commonplace on these reality shows.
As depressed as it makes me to say this, I don't think I would be one of the camera's focal points. I guess, when I consider my monotonous existence, I realize how blah I'd seem to story editors, whose job it would be to scour through hundreds of hours of footage looking for cat fights, sloppy, beer-soaked hook-ups, and hysterical crying fits.
I work, I go to school, I sit at the computer, and I hang out with my boyfriend. That's all I really have time for. I don't suppose anyone wants to see that. But I can imagine my breakthrough performance on the episode where someone discovers this blog, and word gets out that I trash everyone online. I quickly become the show's sexy villain; but probably just for that one episode.
Jane would have no choice but to be the hot chick who gets around.
Tim would be the sensitive, alterna-hipster ladies' man.
We've got two lesbians and a gay guy, so we're well stocked there.
We even have a crazy, daredevil, controversial dude ( a la Puck- Real World San Fran, duh).
Those producers would be fools to turn us away.