We're at a theme park in a queue for a newish ride. A woman and child come up behind us and want to get past to join others. DH turns and asks her if she can read, pointing to a 'definition of queue jumping sign'.
He's always doing this. And I know he's technically right but...
He's 6ft 4 and barrel chested. He's huge and because of this he's intimidating while sitting quietly reading a book. He uses a challenging tone, which he doesn't realise is threatening. The woman was 5ft nowt and recoiled.
He's also a fucking nightmare in queues. He hates them. He'll always look for an opportunity to pick the 'fastest' one in supermarkets, often holding a place while I'm directed to come to him I don't He'll try to slip between people to get to a queue in McDonald's, practically knocking them over because he's not as slim as he thinks he is.
Queues in traffic are awful, he'll switch lanes in stop-start traffic for a one car advantage. One time he drove up a crawler lane no-one was using because there was no point. Sailed past the 3 lanes of traffic to get the half mile advantage. I was in the car behind him and I had the key to get into the house so he has to wait for me anyway.
Today I left the queue, eldest DD following and calling him an idiot because she's 9 and doesn't use the same vocabulary as I would
WIBU to never go on a theme park ride with him again, maybe take the kids without him from now on?