In times like these, when television is breaking every barrier of science, when the shows are so daring, so compelling, so extraordinarily new, that sitting down on your couch with the remote in your hand has become a unique experience, here comes this new FOX pilot. There isn’t that much to say about “Do Not Disturb,” except the fact that it’s disturbing in every way and it’s not really a comedy. It’s a joke.

Abraham Higginbotham’s sitcom is supposed to be about how fun work can be, but instead, it manages to be about how work can be humiliating, how the boss can be a hypocrite and about how sexism and political incorrectness still work…at work.

The pilot was probably trying to get attention by using the word “sex” in its title, something that a lot of shows do, but in a witty, maybe moralizing way, concluding in the end that sex is not something you toy with, It’s not a tool, it’s something you don’t spread around and it’s not funny when it gets you places. All the other shows, except this one, where the large girl, Molly (Jolene Purdy), is sent to work anywhere else than the main desk, although this is something she would really like to do, only because she’s not appealing enough to the celebrity customers of this so-called “fashionable New York ‘boutique’ hotel,” New York’s alleged finest.

Instead, the job is given to the skinny attractive one, Nicole (Molly Stanton), the blond and dumb saloon-tanned that doesn’t even bother to answer the phone. This specific character is played by a strangely familiar face, except you don’t know where you’ve seen her before. Well, it’s “Passions’” young witch, Charity.

So what makes this sitcom funny? The fat jokes? Check! The beautiful, but stupid and careless jokes? Check! What other offensive bad taste humor is there? Ah, of course! The gay jokes! What posh hotel in New York would be complete without its very own insecure-about-his-beauty gay guy in charge of the hotel’s housekeeping, Larry (Jesse Tyler Ferguson)?

All the characters seem to be walking-talking clichés, almost like the writer for this show has only lived in front of the TV for at least two decades, anywhere else but in America. It gives such one-dimensional characters; it’s almost scary that someone still sees the witty, sexy and successful black woman, Rhonda, the hotel's head of human resources, played by Niecy Nash, only paired with a street-like attitude and a sex drive that would make her canoodle with the bellboy within hours of the sexual harassment seminar she gave to her employees.

The show has no morals, no funny jokes, no plot basically, at least not something new, but these are not the only reasons that make it distasteful and offensive. It’s so much more, including the setting- dull, obviously fake walls that look nothing like any kind of decent hotel in New York.

The 22 minutes of nothingness are a complete waste of time, in fact, so is this review. We should all just lie down with our faces to the ceiling and stare for a couple of hours, as this may prove to be far more interesting and useful than watching “Do not Disturb.”