Yesterday, I purchased 2 new tyres for my car. DH and I had discussed this and I knew they were due to be changed. I checked prices online and went to a local garage where I had previously had good service.
DH has been working away and phoned me yesterday - this is how the conversation went:
Me: «I bought the tyres today.»
Him: «How much?»
Me: «£90.»
Him: «OMG, you were ripped off!»
Me: «Well, I researched the price and it seemed reasonable - some would have cost £150 for the 2»
Him: «OMG, you didn’t even get decent tyres then!»
I then told him that I was the only married woman I knew who sorted out everything for her car, on her own, always (which is actually true amongst my friends. My single friends deal with garages, but often take their brother or father for support - not because they can’t manage - they are perfectly capable - but because of the everyday sexism women encounter in many of these male-dominated areas.«For God’s sake, your mum has never even learned to put petrol in her car!» Cue him putting the phone down on me.
I sent him a text about how I felt really disrespected by his comments and how, if he really cared that much that I don’t get ripped off etc., he should sort it out for me and deal with the garage himself.
Anyway, he’s home and treating me really frostily, as if I’ve done something wrong! I was actually dreading him coming home, it’s so much nicer here without him and I have so much more confidence without his shitty undermining.
Just wanted to get that off my chest, sorry for the long post!