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WHY I'M NOT ANN LANDERS

 
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WHY I'M NOT ANN LANDERS

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It’s been 20 years, and I’m still pissed off at the way the Chicago Sun Times handled their publicity stunt contest to find the new Ann Landers after Eppie Lederer took the big bucks and defected to the Chicago Tribune.  My primary complaint is that I didn’t win.  My second complaint is that the winners were losers.

            I made the first cut.  From 11,000 entrants, the Sun Times narrowed it down to the one hundred or so of us who were most eager to give the world a piece of our minds.   Each finalist received the same congratulatory letter in the mail, and the same four questions to answer to gauge our savvy in the advice deparment.  I’ve lost the questions (or ripped them to shreds in a moment of rage, I can’t remember), so I’m paraphrasing to capture the essence of the test:  

Question #1: 

"I think my wife is cheating on me with my brother.  Whenever I go somewhere, I can’t get in touch with either of them, and they act pretty fond of each other at family gatherings.  Should I pretend to go out, then double back and follow my wife to see if I can catch her ? 

          Signed, Biting My Nails in Tuscon.

 

Naomi's Answer;

Dear Biting,

Take your fingers out of your mouth and start talking to your wife.  Tell her your suspicions and ask her if they are true.  If you are a good husband who pays attention to his wife, you’ll know in your gut if she’s hiding something.  If you suspect she’s lying, tell her so, and tell her the reasons why.  If she loves you and has a brain, she’ll be able to convince you of her innocence and/or break off with your brother.  If you love her, the problem is solved either way.  Let it go.  If, however, she doesn’t love you, you’re dead in the water, whether she’s hot for your brother or not.  In either case, try to leave your brother out of it.  Don’t give your Ma more grief than she already has.

  1. I may have been exposed to HIV.  What should I do?  (This was the ‘can you be a serious and responsible person' question.) I presented in a caring and empathic manner the required info:  get tested.  Get treated.  Notify those you may have infected.   Practice safe sex.  I closed with one true sentiment:  “Sorry for the bad luck, buddy.  It could happen to anyone.”
  2. What’s your definition of chutzpah?

Answer:  Today I bought a dress to wear on The Oprah Winfrey Show as the new Ann Landers.

 

4.  My husband of 20 years has given me an ultimatum.  If I don’t lose 60 pounds in 6 months, he’s leaving me.  I know I’m overweight, and I’d like to shed some pounds, but I am in a state of panic.  I overeat when I’m nervous.  What should I do?

 

 Desperate in Dallas.

 

The whole process of striving to be Ann Landers was aided and abetted by my two best friends, Pam and Lulu. Pam was a genius at the one liners.  It was she who came up with the “…take your fingers out of your mouth and start talking to your wife” line.  

Question  number four really set us off.

            “Sounds like the scam my cousin Sally’s husband tried to pull on her.  Whatta pathetic sleezebag,” said Lulu.

            “What happened?”  Pam and I said.

            “He had a new skinny girlfriend, of course.  But he wanted to make Sally think the breakup was HER fault. So he does the same thing as this guy in Dallas.  He says if Sally doesn’t lose fifty pounds, he’s leaving her.  Claims he’s doing it for her health because he LOVES her.”  Lulu laughed.  Pam and I laughed with her.

            “So, what happened?” we asked again.

             “He left her for the skinny broad, naturally.  Poor Sally gained ten pounds in a month just thinking about his ultimatum, so he cut the deadline short and bolted.  Said he was worried she’d have a heart attack.”

"Poor Sally," I said.

"Nah," Lulu said.  "It all turned out for the better."  

   

[to be continued....]

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