When DP and I are going somewhere in the car together he usually drives as he gets car sick when not driving.
We used my car all weekend (not in England so no travel restrictions) and did a few small ish journeys, passed petrol stations a number of times.
Got in my car this morning, literally drove down two streets then ran out of petrol. Luckily I limped half into a space so not entirely blocking the road. If it had been the bit further back I would have had to push it down the road to get it in a bit otherwise it would have completely blocked an entire road as it's narrow.
I called DP who came with fuel but he didn't even apologise at first. His take was it's one of those things and it's not a big deal in the grand scheme of things.
I said it's not one of those things it's completely avoidable and that if he's driving the car it's his responsibility to know it needs fuel putting in. my car tells you exactly how many miles you've got left in the tank. I have only run out of fuel once in my life before now and that was years ago when I'd not long passed my test. I never let my car get that low.
What also makes me very crosses that this morning he offered his bank card to me to get fuel - I was a bit bemused as we hadn't done loads of mileage and it isn't something we normally do as these things work themselves out. Obviously now I know he did it because he knew I was really really low on fuel and was probably a bit worried.
AIBU to be cross? The lack of apology irked my hugely too. He did apologise but only after he saw I was cross.