Friday Feedback: And She’s Off to La-La Land!
Dear Readers:
Welcome to Friday Feedback, our weekly picking at the scab of our ego to create the scars of experience and the thick skin needed to make it in this dog-eat-dog world. Today I must be brief, for I am off to Los Angeles to celebrate an amazing woman’s birthday and meet a radio legend besides.
This trip was made possible by a reader and friend who came through in a way I can only describe as remarkable. I owe her an enormous debt of gratitude and plan to repay her with a $5 Starbucks card. Tonight presents a huge opportunity for me to make an extremely high-level contact in the radio industry. Let’s hope I don’t screw this up.
If my accountant is reading today, please confirm I can write this trip off and the little black dress I plan to wear at the party. Ok folks, we can only handle one letter today so let’s have at it.
Robin:
What the fuck is wrong with you? Were you dropped on your head as a child? There is nothing worse than someone who thinks they’re funny but they aren’t and you are a great example of that. Your obsessions with divorce and spousal support are embarrassing. Find another topic because your advice on these areas is pathetic.
-Anonymous
Dear Anonymous:
I don’t know if you missed the memo, but I’m trying not to use profanity in the blog anymore. My management team finds it off-putting and fears such strong language may alienate radio producers while at the same time dilute my message. Please feel free to write me any time, but know I would prefer you keep things PG-13 in the future.
I’m sorry you don’t care for my approach to the subjects of divorce and vaginamony. I write about a variety of subjects in addition to those two, so I don’t know if “obsession” is the proper word. However, since the majority of my mail concerns questions related to divorce and Former Favorite Snatch Support, I will continue to expound upon those matters and hope you will continue to read.
I can’t speak to your inquiry re: whether I was dropped on my head as a child (I don’t think so but my brother may have thrown me down the stairs a few times) but I must push back at your assertion that my attempts at humor fall flat. Funny is my thing, damn it!
Here, I’ll make up a joke on the spot:
What’s red and bad for your teeth?
A brick, so shut the fuck up you stupid, dependent, lazy, bitter and smelly quim.
Ta ta, my loves! I’m off to Hollywood! Wish me luck and don’t forget I am the advice writer for the now on-line (finally) newspaper GoLocal Portland, which you can find HERE!
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The Asinine Absurd Anonymous is back for more spewing forth of hatred! Doesn’t she have anything better to do with her time? Probably not:)
I, like “echinacea”, assume that “anonymous” is the same “anonymous” as the last hatred spewing person who also found your advice about alimony and women actually working for a living (other than on their back) offensive. Oh well. we women who actually work for a living (and yes, some of us even have paid alimony/spousal support to our former husbands) think that doing something to support yourself is important, and unless you came from an era long, long ago, should be required.
Have a wonderful time Robin! Please post a pic next week of you at your event, I love to see you rise to the top. The cream always rises to the top! Heaven help anyone who might get in your way from your goal, I know you’re nearer than ever and almost there. Have a great weekend!