You called me to find out if the roads around where you’re stuck in traffic went through.
As soon as I found where you were, you had passed the turn off. I told you the traffic map said is was green.
But you said it was too late, and you were taking the road that was black/red (dead stop). I told you to turn around and take a side road.
You said that you didn’t call for directions, and you didn’t trust my map. I pointed out it was exactly why you called, and it’s the only map I have.
So now you’ll be an hour later, just because you’re too stubborn to take the green road I found for you.
Next time you want directions: stop. Follow my instructions. Quit bitching.
Love, your husband.