(S01E01) Never ever, ever go into work on your day off. It could just cost you your job. Especially if in doing so, the man who's name on the building dies and it in any way can be blamed on you. Just a friendly tip from the blogosphere. In these tough economic times, because I just had to start an article about a show set in the Hamptons with that, there's nothing better for people struggling to make ends meet than a show about people whose biggest struggle is ... well nothing, really.

I went into this show kind of expecting to be too annoyed by the fact that it's in the Hamptons to enjoy it, but dammit, I really started liking it. A big part of that is thanks to the dynamic between Mark Fuerstein and Paulo Costanza. Fuerstein, as Hank Lawson, is our lead who did the whole guy dying losing his job thing. And Constanza as his brother Evan, is the kind of guy who can breeze into a German Consulate's party with a bad accent and a fake ID.

Evan is an absolute hoot to watch. My wife recognized him right away from Road Trip, in which we both found his particular brand of smarminess fun. I didn't watch him in Joey because I wasn't going to watch Joey. But if you did, he's probably doing the same schtick here. But some actors, like Tyler Labine (Reaper), are so good in their particular schtick that they're fun to watch anyway.

The sequence with Evan in the motel room with two rich and beautiful girls looking for Hank is just brilliant. He's the perfect antithesis of Hank, who's very buttoned down. Hank is doing the right thing for the right reasons, which is why he didn't want to take that German Consulate's money or job offer for the summer. Considering he's been rendered unhirable in the medical field and he's beyond flat broke, he probably should have. Evan would have. Hell, I would have and I'm not even a doctor. Do you think they have an opening in concierge tech repair.

I love how becoming this concierge doctor is basically being forced on Hank. Suddenly everyone in the Hamptons has his number and the address of the Hampt-Inn he's staying at, to the delight of his brother (remember those two girls). Hell, his new P.A. "Physician's Assistant" comes equipped with a medical arsenal in her SUV. And yes, she basically showed up and sealed the deal on forcing him to become this doctor, though I'm still not sure why he's so insistently resistent. I guess it's so we can be force fed how morally upstanding he is.

It's fun watching Hank work like, as the cyberchondriac Libby called him, MacGuyver in treating these pampered patients wherever they happen to collapse. It's been awhile since we've seen a good use for a sandwich baggie, duct tape and a Bic pen. Bonus points for Hank getting an emergency call for medical care from the Hamptons Heritage Hospital where he found his newest client.

By the end of this pilot, I was getting annoyed with Hank's ongoing resistance to becoming the concierge doctor. We know that's what this show is about, so let's get on with it already. Thank god for Jill Flint, the pretty hospital administrator with the car that Hank almost drove off in at Boris'. She was finally able to convince Hank to stop whining and get into his role for the series already.

Evan and Hank have the makings of a fine comedic duo, similar to what USA has going on with Psych. And Divya is the perfect bridge between them and this world of the Hamptons. He's got a swanky place to stay with Boris, replacing the crappy old doctor, an in with the crowd via Divya, and we've got a great setup for a fun show. "Characters Welcome" indeed, USA. You actually pulled this one off. Nicely done.