Living In Sin: My Love Life is a Lemon
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I'm constantly attracting guys who are really screwed up. My last boyfriend was suicidal when I met him and was addicted to heroin by the time I left. Others have been severely depressed and some barely functional (can't keep a job, no friends, etc.) I'm a fairly happy person, have a family that loves me, a good job, friends - why can't I find someone like myself? Why do I keep ending up with these head cases? It's not like I seek them out, because they all seem perfectly normal at first, but once we've been dating for awhile, sure enough, the craziness starts to seep out. What am I doing wrong?
- Crazy About the Crazies
I bought a car about a year ago from this auto mechanic in Glendale. Before giving him the money, I had a shop a few blocks away check it out. Coincidentally, all the guys at this place knew the mechanic I was buying it from. "Hey, isn't this Ray's car? He's a stand up guy, that Ray. Look how clean the engine is! Looks like he went at it with a toothbrush." Instead of giving it the once over, they regaled me with stories about Ray's kids and how that one time he let them borrow his air drill. My regular mechanic couldn't see it for a few more days, and I was scared I was going to lose the car, so I figured, what the hell. Ray's a mechanic, I'm sure he took great care of it. I'd just buy it and trust that Ray was as stand up as they said he was.
Four thousand dollars of crapped out batteries, leaky radiators, leaky oil pans, leaky convertible tops, leaky power steering systems and faulty brakes later, I realized I'd been duped. (Ray's Auto on Colorado in Glendale ladies and gentlemen. Throw a tomato for me next time you drive by). Ray sold me a turd of a car, and even though he is a giant sucking thing, it's my own dumb fault. He wouldn't look me in they eye when we sealed the deal, and I've gotten stronger handshakes from week-old babies. I knew in my gut that I was getting into something rill bad, but I did it anyway because you should've seen how sexy that car looked.