to think if you want to piss about with your pie...

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then do it yourself.

Back story. DH has a tendency to want food a specific way when served. I.e. hamburgers. Meat, then cheese, then tomato, then this, then that...no why are you putting that on first. Etc.

Pie and chips the other night. Must cut top off pie. Put mushy peas in. Put lid back on.

Aibu to say, 'your pie piss about, your issue'. Or am I duty bound to stand around while my dinner gets cold?

YANBU. He'd hate me because the first time he'd ask me to arrange his food I'd look at him as though he'd grown an extra head and tell him, "I've cooked it, I've dished it up, I'll be cleaning up the mess afterwards, you can arrange your food yourself (arse)."