avatarMark Suroviec, M.Ed.

Summary

"Dear Not-a-Doctor Mark" is a satirical self-help column where Mark Suroviec humorously interprets reader's dreams without proper qualifications.

Abstract

"Dear Not-a-Doctor Mark" is a monthly column featured on a webpage with the title "Interpreting Dreams with 'Not-a-Doctor Mark'". This satirical self-help column is written by non-guru Mark Suroviec, M.Ed., who answers self-help questions on topics he doesn't fully understand. In this edition, Mark addresses three dreams sent in by readers and provides his comedic interpretations. The first dream involves a man who dreams of being a black belt in Tae Kwon Do and defeating methhead punks robbing a liquor store. Mark humorously suggests that the dreamer should pursue a crime-fighting career despite having no actual training. The second dream is from a Ph.D. holder who has a recurring dream about having to retake high school Pre-Calculus as a 48-year-old student, which Mark interprets as a fear of missed childhood experiences or irritable bowel syndrome. The third dream is about returning to a toxic work environment, which Mark humorously suggests can be solved with oversized deli sandwiches before bed and a shameless plug for his company, WorkPlay Solutions.

Bullet points

  • "Dear Not-a-Doctor Mark" is a satirical self-help column where Mark Suroviec humorously interprets reader's dreams without proper qualifications.
  • In the first dream, Mark suggests that the dreamer should pursue a crime-fighting career despite having no actual training.
  • The second dream is interpreted as a fear of missed childhood experiences or irritable bowel syndrome.
  • The third dream is about returning to a toxic work environment, which Mark humorously suggests can be solved with oversized deli sandwiches before bed and a shameless plug for his company, WorkPlay Solutions.

Self-Help Satire

Interpreting Dreams with “Not-a-Doctor Mark”

The best advice comes from the unqualified — Me

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Dear Not-a-Doctor Mark is a monthly column where non-guru Mark Suroviec, M.Ed., answers your self-help questions on topics he doesn’t fully understand.

Interpreting Dreams

— January 2023

Dream #1

Dear Not-a-Doctor Mark,

Last night I dreamed I was a black belt in Tae Kwon Do and beat up a bunch of methhead punks robbing a liquor store. I don’t have any actual law enforcement or martial arts training.

What does it mean?

— Neighborhood Watchman

The response

Dear Neighborhood Watchman,

As anyone who has played the Assassins Creed video game can tell, we retain the memories of skills we learn while dreaming.

Could you Chuck Norris-style roundhouse kick the head off a bronze horse statue in your sleep? Then you can certainly do that in the real world.

Stop listening to the haters who believe it takes years of highly disciplined martial arts training to become a black belt. Don’t believe the quacks who tell you that vigilante justice movies like John Wick 3 or Toy Story 4 aren’t realistic portrayals of law enforcement. ¹

For the good of our depraved society, please pursue a crime-fighting career. Don’t wait for my permission or ask your spouse.

Get over to a poorly lit street corner at 2:00 am and wait for the magic to happen.

You’re welcome,

— Not-a-Doctor Mark

Neighborhood Watchman costume. Original photo by Choreograph; edited by Author in Canva Pro.

Dream #2

Dear Not-a-Doctor Mark,

I have this recurring dream where I get notified by my high school that I didn’t complete Pre-Calculus my senior year and shouldn’t have graduated. I’m forced to attend 12th grade for an entire semester as a 48-year-old student. Reliving the experience makes me so angry I end up in the principal’s office shouting, “I have my Ph.D., I don’t need a hall pass to use the *%@$&*& toilet!”

I hate this dream!

Dr. Billie Madison, Ph.D.

The response

Dear Dr. Madison,

On the surface, your dream sounds like a hilariously immature story that would take a young Adam Sandler an hour and twenty-nine minutes to tell. But your dream, like every Sandler movie produced after The Wedding Singer, is not funny.

Perhaps this scenario represents a latent fear that you missed out on the memorable experiences of childhood. Or you have irritable bowel syndrome, and nothing is more important to your sense of security than the freedom to fill the crapper on your terms.

My advice is never to get a job in an Amazon fulfillment warehouse. Unless you find peeing your pants is as cool as Miles Davis.

If your problem is that b.s. I made up about your childhood, then the only thing I have to say is:

“What I’ve just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in my rambling, incoherent response was I even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award myself no points, and may God have mercy on my soul.” ²

You’re welcome,

— Not-a-Doctor Mark

Dream #3

Dear Not-a-Doctor Mark,

I woke up in a cold sweat after this horrific nightmare. I was back working at my old job that I quit in 2020 because of a toxic work culture. I thought my boss was a petty tyrant then. In the dream, he became Lord Emperor Middling Mangerico and made us swear a blood oath of lifetime loyalty to his reign.

“Let’s circle back, let’s circle back, let’s circle back,” chanted the mindless corporate zombies I once called my co-workers. As the Lord Emperor’s altar filled with the blood of innocent unpaid interns, I ran away screaming from the terrifying spectacle.

How do I stop this madness?

— Escape from Work Hell

The response

Dear EWH,

I’m tempted to make a shameless plug for my company, WorkPlay Solutions, as the cure, but that response would be unprofessional. ³

Instead, let’s look at your nighttime routine. Do you floss your teeth right before bed? Stop immediately and replace that destructive habit with something more soothing, like fish taxidermy or zebra husbandry. If your local zoo notices missing zebras, then [advice redacted pending civil suit with San Diego Zoo].

Studies show that oversized deli sandwiches before bed have a calming effect on your dreams. If you live in an area without quality delicatessen, consider keeping a Crock-Pot of Swedish meatballs on your nightstand.

You might wonder why I’m focusing on nighttime habits and diet instead of your toxic work environment. The answer is simple.

You’re welcome,

— Not-a-Doctor Mark

Footnotes

¹ The knife fighting scenes in Toy Story 4 are especially epic.

² Quote from Billy Madison (1995), adapted in context. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0112508/quotes/?ref_=tt_trv_qu

³ Good thing I’m not a real doctor.

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Satire
Humor
Self
Dreams
Self Improvement
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