Because, I swear I have what it takes to write for them.
Sample their dialogues:
Alex: You son's crying because his nervous system is shot. Your son's crying because his kidneys are failing. Your son's crying because you operated a meth lab from your home, you son of a bitch.
Dr. Bailey: You let a known drug peddler get away with a baby. You let a convicted felon escape with a child. I know you know better than that. I know because I taught you better than that.
Meredith: It's over. It's over. It's so over.
If anyone cares to read back on some of my blogs they will find that I can just as easily come up with repetitive, sing song sentences that I'm sure no one uses in real life.
But then nothing on Grey's is like real life. Least of all McSteamy.
I am not happy working for the Spawns of Satan.