I have a problem. This is serious, so don’t make jokes. A few weeks ago, my friend James didn’t show up for Monday Night Football with the guys. I called home at halftime and my wife didn’t answer. She’s usually reading a book, so she picks up right away. Then last week, same thing—James didn’t show up. I call home, and someone picks up, but there’s a sound like someone dropped the phone and then a man’s voice and a woman’s voice, and then it goes dead. So I call James’ cell, but he doesn’t pick up. I text both of them, and—funny—neither one writes back until like five to go in the fourth, and then both their messages come in at the same time.

My husband cheated on me a few weeks ago. Well, I found out about it a few weeks ago, but apparently it was going on for some time. I’m so hurt, devastated really. I want my relationship with him back. It was everything I ever longed for. But I can’t get the thought of what he did out of my head. I get angry all the time to the point that I can’t recognize myself. How do I get over these destructive thoughts?

When I have to deal with my upstairs neighbor because he’s being a wuss who can’t handle good music played at a volume that actually allows you to enjoy it, I often find myself having to fight the urge to escalate, to get this thing rolling to the point where it gets physical. How can I keep myself from pummeling this asshole?

Dear The Tank, How can I find a fun job? —Anonymous Dear Anonymous, You haven’t given us much to go on with your brief note, but I can infer a few things. First, your use of the word “fun” rather than “rewarding” or “meaningful” or “tolerable” makes me think that you are still quite young. […]

Dear The Tank, Last Friday, I hit the big 4-0. It really freaked me out, ’cause that’s starting to sound really old. Well, after work, my coworkers surprised me by taking me out to the TGIF’s next to the Best Buy for happy hour. I remember the first seven rounds of whisky sours, but I […]

Dear The Tank, My wife and I fight all the time about money. We love each other deeply and we used to have some wild times, but now we can’t go fifteen minutes without a fight. She gives me this look all the time, the corner of the eye thing, like she can’t believe I’m […]