I don't think my coauthor is old enough to really remember Dr. Sbaitso. Not that author number two didn't exist when Sbaitso was in his prime. It's just doubtful how much truly meaningful feedback was received. I made it through quite a few years being reassured the doctor was there to help me.
In a fit of nostalgia, I think I was introduced to the Doctor just before Doom, which was the year I met my wife...Doom being released the year we were married which I clearly remember as, for a while, my wife was building her own Doom levels to play on the cable-connected PCs. Damn monster spawners. But that was young love. She doesn't build gaming levels for us anymore. Our marriage has lost its shine.
So maybe I need Dr. Sbaitso back. He could ask me how I was feeling. I could speak my mind freely, in the strictest confidence.
Snrky: I have an eight hour HR seminar tomorrow. It should be good. They're bringing in this expert. Dr. Sbaitso.
Title: THAT'S NOT MY PROBLEM.
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