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Wednesday, July 1,2009

Where the rubber meets the toad

by Amy Alkon

Where the rubber meets the toad

Q: My boyfriend of eight months is 38, with two kids. Iīm 27 and divorced. He has unofficially moved into my apartment, but he isnīt pulling his weight. He pays $500 a month in child support and $400 for his apartment — that he doesnīt live in. (All of his utilities were shut off for nonpayment.) I understand that he doesnīt have money to throw around, and help him financially whenever he needs it. Heīs always grateful, but Iīm feeling resentful because heīs very irresponsible in his spending (he lacks self-control). I couldīve amassed an emergency fund or bought the motorcycle I promised myself after my divorce. Now, thatīs been put off. He threw me a few bucks for expenses when I asked, but only twice. I told him he has until August 1 to ditch his apartment so heīll have some money. He does say he loves me every day, tells me Iīm beautiful, and says I make him happier than heīs ever been. Iīm at a loss. How do I kindly tell him to pull it together? —Tapped Out

A: You dreamed of the wind on your face and the sun at your back as youīre speeding down the open road on a new Harley. You settled for a Hog parked in your living room, mowing through your groceries and mining the couch crevices for spare change.

Not surprisingly, the guy isnīt saying, "Gimme all your money, and make sure thereīs no dye pack in there." He tells you he loves you, how happy you make him, how beautiful you are. (He finds you especially beautiful as youīre writing the check to pay his electric bill.) It would be one thing if heīd fallen on hard times, but heīs impulsive and fiscally irresponsible. As unromantic as it is to care about money, whatīs even more unromantic is fighting bitterly about it, which is what youīll be doing, and in close quarters, if Mr. Moochypants gives up his place and moves in for good. And, no, the problem isnīt how to "kindly" tell him to get it together; this is a character issue. This is who he is — a 38-year-old man who canīt live within his means, but has no qualms about living within yours.

You donīt have to find a rich guy with a bum ticker, just a nice, stable guy who brings more to the party than a variety of flattering remarks about your hair. After all, you pull your weight. Donīt you think you deserve a man who does the same? Also, because women evolved to seek providers, men co-evolved to become somebody and acquire resources, probably as a way of getting chicks. A guy might tell you he has no problem being supported by you, but heīs sure to devalue you for it — his genes make him do it. (Sadly, they have yet to enroll in "Intro to Womenīs Studies.")

You might care about your boyfriend, but your willingness to stay with an unrepentant sponge suggests you donīt expect much for yourself. Good news! You can change that. Work on becoming a person who has a strong sense of self-worth — strong enough to set standards for who she lets into her life. Youīre sure to pick a different sort of guy once itīs you whoīs looking for a boyfriend, not your unresolved issues. Should you have a moment of weakness, just remind yourself of all the things you have to offer a guy — beyond lights, running water, and a telephone with a dial tone.

Let's Meek Plans

Q: A guy I did some juvenile "dating" with back in junior high is stopping by my workplace. The thing is, he doesn't ask me out; he just keeps coming by and hanging around. I'd like this to come to some sort of conclusion so I can stop wondering what his intentions are.
--Perplexed

A:
Loitering is a misdemeanor, not a form of seduction. The guy probably has the hots for you -- accompanied by all the mojo of your stapler or the fake plant on your credenza, both of which have also lingered in your workplace but have failed to ask you out. Of course, you may be part of the problem. The flip side of Today's Wimp is the woman sits there like a paperweight instead of flirting to let a guy know it's safe for him to make a move. Sure, you could ask your fragile petunia out. But, it's a really bad idea. The guy who overcomes his shyness for you isn't likely to take you for granted in a relationship like the wimpy guy you reward by taking over and doing the asking. Assuming you have flirted, the conclusion you should come to is clear: If you want the guy to make himself useful, hand him a time card and a broom.

Đ 2009 Amy Alkon, all rights reserved.

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