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Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departments' worst nightmare

Discussion in 'Journalism topics only' started by mpcincal, Dec 25, 2012.

  1. mpcincal

    mpcincal Well-Known Member

    http://www.uexpress.com/dearabby/?uc_full_date=20121224

    I had to laugh at Monday's Dear Abby. The lead item was a mother talking about how she and her husband used to watch their kids play high-school sports and brag about them to other people, but now that the kids have all graduated, they can't brag about them anymore and they hate listening to other people talk about their now-high-school-aged kids and talking about their exploits.

    Yeah, your kids did their high school stuff and moved on, but it's all about you, isn't it? ::)
     
  2. HanSenSE

    HanSenSE Well-Known Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    If they don't take abby's advice, an escort service in Vegas has an opening [/crossthread]
     
  3. Versatile

    Versatile Active Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    Dear Spotlights Dimmed in Ohio,

    It sounds as though you and your husband tied your identities to the visible and measurable successes of your children. But boys become men, and the quality of a man is not so measurable. Unfortunately, you're the kind of harpy who can't appreciate her children as successful adults and can't stand the idea of other people experiencing the same kind of simple pleasures of measurable success you leeched from your sons over the past decade.

    This becomes particularly problematic because it sounds as though you and your husband do not fully appreciate your sons for the pride they instilled in you then and should be instilling in you now. It sounds as though your vapid shallowness registers to all those around you as you break out 6-year-old box scores at PTA meetings you shouldn't even be attending anymore. That probably doesn't help the self-esteems of your sons, which puts them in a terrible position in the real world. They will look to define themselves by the measurable accomplishments you thrive on, hoping to get that same look you would give them after a touchdown or home run or move to first chair. They won't accomplish those things because the real world is cold and unrelenting and rarely stops to pat anyone on the back. Happiness should be an internal function, but the shallow pit you carry your heart in does not allow for that type of nuance.

    Now, it's too late to neuter, so my recommendation for you is to consider recognizing that the same skills your sons used to dominate the concert halls and athletics fields might just be helping them develop into decent human beings. Of course, that assumes you haven't scarred them. And seriously, shut the fuck up and let other parents do the exact same shit you did for the past eight years. Your children are not special to anyone else. Maybe you should focus on making sure they remain special to you.

    Sincerely,

    Versatile
     
  4. Tom Petty

    Tom Petty New Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    Dear Spotlights Dimmed in Ohio,

    Drink bleach, you fucking self absorbed twat.


    Hugs,


    Tomas
     
  5. DanOregon

    DanOregon Well-Known Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    Dear Abby,

    Why is it that nobody cares about my fantasy league team?

    Sincerely,

    To Live and Die in Elway
     
  6. Baron Scicluna

    Baron Scicluna Well-Known Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    Dear Abby:

    I was given the choice of a job transfer, so I chose this company that promised me a chance at a prime position. Only it hasn't worked out that way. My bosses have lied to me, misused me, and only want me around for good publicity. It's gotten to the point where I don't want to do my assigned work. What should I do?

    Sincerely,

    Lost in New York.
     
  7. Mark2010

    Mark2010 Active Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    Whine to the media, get even more free publicity, make your overloads sound like cruel tyrants. Or join a union.
     
  8. Riptide

    Riptide Well-Known Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    Dear Abby:

    My wife is fucking everyone in Vegas.
    Now my friends know. I thought Escort was a car!

    WTF?

    Confused in Wisconsin
     
  9. Bradley Guire

    Bradley Guire Well-Known Member

    This is why teenagers cut themselves and listen to Depeche Mode.
     
  10. KYSportsWriter

    KYSportsWriter Well-Known Member

    Gotta love the one about the couple in the restaurant. You seriously wrote a Dear Abby letter about that? Good God, you're an idiot.
     
  11. Ace

    Ace Well-Known Member

    My sons are athletically and musically talented, too, so I know what this poor couple is going through.

    They should encourage their boys to hook up with some young ladies and produce some gifted grandchildren. Then they can start bragging again and drowning out their friends.
     
  12. Uncle Frosty

    Uncle Frosty Member

    Re: Dear Abby: This woman must have been sports departements' worst nightmare

    At least her kids didn't grow up to play SEC football.
     
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