Husband and I are in the car, him in the drivers seat, driving on the highway. It is two hours before rush hour and there is not much traffic.
We need some info from his smartphone, it might have been the GPS that didn’t work right, or some contact info that didn’t come up as instructed. Anyway, I try to find it, I don’t succeed.
Husband grabs the smartphone and says, lemmehandlethat.
He tries to work the smartphone, one eye on the road, but more then 50 % of his attention on the device.
I freak out and tell him to mind the road, this is dangerous. Husband says no, I got this, I’m nearly done. Then continues to tinker some more. I really freak out and say, stop, we’ll park somewhere and then you can work that damned thing. Husband doesn’t listen.
I grab the phone from his hands and hold on to it. He hits my leg in angry frustration, not hard enough to leave a bruise, but hard enough to bring tears to my eyes.
Then I give him the silent treatment for the next 5 miles.
Okay, what did we both do wrong?
Inspired by this thread, that kinda shocked me in the harshness of the responses. That thread made me think, well, if that is called domestic abuse, most couples I know abuse each other on a monthly basis. If such instances would merit police intervention and a divorce, there wouldn’t be many marriages left.