Dear Kovacsgirl
E-mail: kovacsgirl@yahoo.com
URL: http://www.geocities.com/chicago_kewlkat
Category: Cast Humor
Rating: PG for innuendoes
Spoilers: Seasons
6/7
Archive: E-mail me if you want this on
your site
Disclaimer: Though I tried
to steal the rights for ER last week, I don’t own it.
Author’s notes: This is funny
to me, I don’t know why.
Summary: The ER cast writes to
Kovacsgirl for an answer to their greatest problems.
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
I am a thirty-one year old guy, with a
major problem. I have been described as a pretty moral person with a heart of
gold. The only thing is, I haven’t been very moral recently.
A while ago, one of my co-works caught
me pilfering drugs, and I was sent to a rehab center. I returned, but I wasn’t
cured. I still really want those drugs, and I’ll do anything to get them.
This has been controlling my life, and
I want it to stop! I need help, but I don’t know where to go. Please, please
K-girl, help me become normal again. I can’t take it anymore.
---Addicted
Dear
Addicted:
Ah, quite a problem. It seems to me
that you are using drugs to help your subconscious feeling of guilt, pain, ect.
I would suggest that you bath ten times in the River Styx and you’ll be cured.
Don’t complain that the trip will cost too much, I know you have the money.
Good Luck! Oh, and also, go on a Monday. It’s not as crowded then, and get a
permit. The law enforcement of the Underworld is strict about these things!
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
I’ll come right out. I’m dead. I hate
it. A schizophrenic man ripped me from the prime of life with a knife. I left
behind the man that I truly loved, and whom loved me.
Is there any way that I might be able
to be restored to life? I understand if there is no way, but I really hope that
you’ll be able to help me. I love this man so much, I would have easily traded
places with him if he were the one to die.
Please help!
---Dead and hating it
Dear
Dead:
Actually, there is a way to reverse
the effects of death. You need to go to the top floor of the Angel Office
Building. There, three doors down, from the left of the elevator is the
Reversal Office. All you have to do is chose someone to die instead of you and
you’ll be back in moments. It is important to tell the staff that you don’t
want to return as that person, or else you will.
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
I work on a television series about
the emergency room. I really love my job, and the pay is great too, but there
is one problem. I hardly have any airtime! It’s true! All the time they
concentrate on the boring characters like “Mark” and “Benton.” Many people want
me to have more airtime, but it just ain’t happening.
I have tried talking to the producers
“Mike” and “Jack” but they don’t listen. That say I don’t have an interesting
plot line! Ha! They know very well that the reason behind that is themselves. I
could be interesting, if they gave me the chance. But noooooooooo!
Please convince them that they are
wrong. I really need the airtime, since I already have the fans! Oh, and if you
got me more time, can you convince them to give me a chance with the cute
Chinese girl “Deb”?
---Davie
Dear
Davie:
Start a petition and send it to me
first. I’ll sign it and all my buddies will too. We’ll get you more airtime!!!
Unfortunately, I don’t know about the date with “Deb.”
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
I don’t believe I am being firm enough
with my staff. I am the head of a hos—er, business and I don’t get the respect
I deserve. One person helped a patient I told her not to, another gave needles
to druggies. The love of my life is marrying an idiot too!!!
I need a way to get them to listen. I
know you can come up with one!
---Taking no crap
I’m surprised you were even nice to me
in your letter! I don’t believe that any of your “charges” are in the wrong.
You are. You need a crash course in manners. Maybe I’ll send you a copy of
Emily Post with this reply!
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
I fear for my job. A little while ago,
I came out and told my boss about my sexual “preference.” He is a homophobic,
chauvinistic, little prick. He is firing my partner already, and I hope that I
will not be next. What should I do?
---Fearful
Dear
Fearful:
Is your boss by any chance “Taking?”
File a lawsuit if you loose you job. In the mean time, read on:
Dear
Kovacsgirl,
I am writing this in order to warn
others. I have lost many jobs because I’m lesbian. When I lost those jobs, I
didn’t fight. Now, I’m telling all the lesbians out there to fight! Fight for
those jobs! Expose those homophobic morons who don’t know any better! Fight
girls Fight!!!
---Maggie Doyle
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
Recently, all the people I care for
have been pushing me away. My mother “Maria”, who for my entire life has needed
me, is now going out on her own. My boyfriend “Larry” is talking of seeing
other women. My good friend “James” has put a damper on our friendship! What is
wrong with me???
---Feeling Hurt
Dear
Feeling:
Might it be possible that Maria,
Larry, and James are all being pushed away by you? You might have an attitude
towards them that they don’t like and don’t feel like dealing with. I think
your best bet is to sit down with them and discuss your feelings. Maybe they’ll
find out that you can actually be nice!!
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
Why is my last name part of your name?
---Just wondering
Dear
Wondering:
Because I want it to be.
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
My ex-wife is fighting with my
girlfriend. I love “Cath” so much, but “Candice” is the mother of my son and I
don’t want anything too traumatic to happen to him. What should I do?
---Desperate
Dear
Desperate:
Well, keep the cats out of the alley.
En otre palabras (in other words) don’t let the two get near each other. You’re
kinda thick aren’t you?
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Dear
Kovacsgirl,
My girlfriend from a while ago is
coming back to my town. This would be wonderful, except that I am now happily
married with a darling daughter. Before he left I told him that I loved her. I
need help!!!
---Married and Scared
Dear
Married:
You’re right. You do need help, but
not in the romance department. You keep on messing up your pronouns! You aren’t
that guy who wrote in about a half a year ago with the brain tumor, are you? If
you are, How much of your brain did they take out!?!?!
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“Dear
Kovacsgirl” is written by Sarah. If you have a burning question, and need an
answer, e-mail her at kovacsgirl@yahoo.com. This column appears in the Two
Dot Times.