This week, we're cleaning out the mailbag with follow-up letters from folks who'd previously written the Karma Cleanser. We're always happy to hear how things worked. Well, mostly. Read on.
The Karma Cleanser
Dear Karma Cleanser:
Do you ever post updates about former letters you've received? I wanted to let you know what happened to me. Back in August, my friend had posted mean things about me on his blog. He basically called me an alcoholic and a lush. I didn't know he was writing about me on the blog and I stopped being friends with him when I found out. I started my own blog and posted one really rude thing about him on it, but then dropped the subject and started to focus on my own life. I also found a different crew to party with, and stopped drinking quite so much.
Now, the friend has started calling me again. He says he found my blog and he likes reading it a lot. I think he wants to go on a date with me, which is just weird to me. I'm not sure I want to reopen that chapter, because I think there's too much water under the bridge.
No Longer a Lush (Still Fun)
Thanks for the update, but your letter makes us chuckle. You make it sound like this situation spans decades, an epic friendship/romance in the ilk of When Harry Met Sally. But if memory serves, you only met the dude this fall. That's barely a puddle under the bridge, let alone a river. Go on the date. If nothing else, it'll give you something interesting to blog about.
Dear Karma Cleanser:
I sent you a note about my co-worker who bought me lunch to try and ply me for information. He was afraid he was about to get fired. Well, things didn't exactly go the way I had expected. Both of us ended up getting fired in early December. I didn't see that coming at all.
You're probably going to say this was what I deserved for letting the guy buy me an expensive lunch. Maybe that's true, but what is done, is done. Now the guy wants me to write him a recommendation. He says his former boss would only give him a bad one, and he knows I would do him right. I told him I'd think about it.
Appetite for Destruction
Getting the axe just before the holidays is a harsh blow indeed. Having a former co-worker refuse to help you land a new gig, now that's just cold. Help a brother out. Can it hurt?
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