He sits by the phone, waiting for her call. If he's lucky he'll be able to sleep in the Dream House tonight, or maybe she'll phone from her car and ask him to go to the mall. If he's lucky...
The never-ending changes he forces himself through, all so that she won't get bored him. While she shares time with Elvis and Sinatra, he lives in a world where she is the only woman he has ever known. No multiple homes and cars for him, oh no. He exists as an afterthought, and if hermaphroditism were the norm, he wouldn't exist at all.
But he doesn't complain. He doesn't go his own way. He knows the Truth:
It's Barbie's world, and he just lives in it.