 Dear Madame,
I have a fellow Australian friend that I am desperately trying to help. I have tried to introduce her to several French men (as she's hell bent on marrying one) but none of them seem attracted to her. I think it's because of her height. She's exactly 6 feet tall (1m82) without heels, and as you know, most of the French are short. Any suggestions?
Signed,
Trying to help in the 7th
Dear Trying to Help in the 7th,
Eventually, your friend will find a Frenchman with some balls that will appreciate a whole lot of woman. If she ever tires of waiting, there are plenty of expats residing in France, not just American, that I?m certain will find her fabulous. Disclaimer: this advice is predicated on your friend?s height being the problem. The problem could be your friend?s apparent desperation to marry. No guy wants to hear wedding bells on the first date.
Dear Madame,
I'm American and I was working for a French company until my cheesy American coworker stabbed me in the back on a project we were doing (it's a long story) and kissed so much of our patron's ass that I got fired over it but he didn't. Now all I can think about is revenge. I know for a fact that the other American, the one I thought was my friend, is having an affair with one of our French coworkers. I know where the American's wife works. Should I drop a dime?
Signed,
Vengeful in the 2nd
Dear Vengeful in the 2nd,
I?ve got a dime for you: learn how to kiss ass! Stop wallowing in your own self-pity. If you had kissed a little ass and played ?the game,? you would still be employed. Misery certainly loves company, but your time would be better spent trying not to be so miserable. Cut your losses, take this experience as a life lesson, and try to forge a better future.
Dear Madame,
I had a lousy summer. First, my boyfriend broke up with me and left me for one of my cousins. Second, the job I was supposed to have has been put off indefinitely. Third, the rent I pay for my apartment has just gone up and on top of all that, I have to pay my French taxes. I think it's taking a toll on me. I can hardly get out of bed and am having terrible thoughts. Scary thoughts...
Signed,
Depressed in the 15th
Dear Depressed in the 15th,
Sounds like you?ve had one hell of a week. I?m not a licensed counselor, but I suggest that you see one. If these ?scary thoughts? involve causing harm to yourself or others, this is certainly unhealthy. In the meantime, try to think about all the positive things in your life. If that doesn?t help, try volunteering at a local homeless shelter or domestic violence center. When Life seems like it?s beating the hell out of you, just take a look at the guy standing next to you.
Dear Madame,
I found out today that my boyfriend is not really the co-owner of a French brasserie in the 15th where he works, but only a waiter there. We've been dating steadily for three months but I feel really betrayed. He says he didn't tell me before because I'm bourgeois. Is this lie a simple one, or a true reason to end this relationship now?
Signed,
Stupid Southerner
Dear Stupid Southerner,
Lies are never simple, and telefact that you posed the question reiterates this truth. Relationships are like houses; they require solid foundations. Newsflash: A relationship based on a lie isn?t solid. I think you should cut your losses. If he can lie about something so basic, what else will he lie about? I, too, am a little bourgeois.
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