I'll never be known for my compassion or empathy. That's probably why it was best I never became any kind of therapist. I've also never been known for my political correctness, which may explain why that Austrian guy was so offended when I started doing my impression of Basil Fawlty (John Cleese) impersonating Hitler. Which may also explain why people sometimes liken me to Michael Scott from the Office, or Dr. Greg house, from House.
T.V. aside, here are my responses to Dear Abby. DEAR CRABBY: In June of last year I fractured my kneecap. I was employed at the time and asked my daughter to fill in for me while I recuperated. Not only did she walk away from the job, she has yet to visit or even call me to see how I am doing. I can't imagine anyone being so cold and distant. It hurts me to this day. How can I get past this hurt and disappointment? -- STILL HURTING IN PALM DESERT Dear Hurting, Be thankful that she helped at all. Clearly there are unresolved issues, but if she won't talk to you and you legit tried to talk to her, then the balls in her court. to quote a saccharine movie about emotional abuse resulting in an almost genocide, "Let it go, let it go..."
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This is where I take a Dear Abby column, and add my own brand of advice. I started by calling it Dear Crabby, but that's taken and JERKASS seems more fun. Archives
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