I'm officially declaring a new winner for least favorite person I've never met. The award goes to an "entrepreneur", helping the world at large with life counseling. "She will groom you and dress you and compliment you, criticize you, and repair you. She will teach you, in a sense, how to be her". Being her entails teaching classes like flirting 101 (and 202 and 303) and charging upwards of $2,000 for five weeks of what's got to be painful chittering and obvious grooming tips. "She can cite no formal credentials beyond the fact that she studied psychology in college…Her informal credentials seem to be a finely tuned sense of empathy, and a thousand-mile journey of her own tests and failures". Her tests and failures apparently include appearing on The Bachelor, Blind Date, Chains of Love and Single in L.A.. Oh Alma. Being ‘Flirt-ready' isn' the answer to any of life's problems, let alone all of them.

So quickly and flawlessly she negates any and all progress women are making in the business world. The article describes how a retired client "invested some money in her business and offered to help set up Rubenstein's bookkeeping, computer programs, spreadsheets and accounts. His daughter helped set up a database". When this father figure sugardaddy asked her about clients numbers, she had no answers and was keeping her money in a manilla envelope. "I don't know, I don't have time for that". HOLYFUCKINGWHYHOW?!

"Get on board, put your seatbelt on, because we are going for a ride. People get comfortable with just having their life be okay, but life is short - why be comfortable with just ok? Life is short - make it great!". THAT. DOESN'T. MEAN ANYTHING!! ARRRRGH#&@$^! You're 37 years old, ma'am. STOP IT.

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I know I'm being harsh. I'd be content if she'd just stop parking her car (it had to be a beetle convertible, huh?) right outside my apartment. I can handle the crackheads. This is too much.