Source: Reddit
A couple of weeks ago I accidentally left my car keys in my uniform pants at work, and left my pants in my locker (I don’t wear my uniform at home for multiple reasons. I just bring it home to wash – I have 2)
I realized when I got to the subway station, where I’d parked, that I’d left my keys back at work – a half hour train ride and no guarantee I’d be able to get back in the building (it was after midnight).
I called my husband to ask him to bring me the spare key. Twenty-two times. I tried my son, but he was asleep (he’s 19 and has a car) and didn’t wake up when I called a second time. And I tried a friend. I didn’t want to call too many people because again, it was after midnight.
I kept calling my husband hoping eventually he’d hear his phone.
I wound up taking an Uber home.
I needed to go get my car because they ticket after 2 am usually. So, when I got home, and I was pretty upset that I’d called 22 times and he hadn’t answered. I continued trying to call him the whole way home in the Uber.
When I got home, I went inside and up to the bedroom and woke him up. I was pissed that had this been a serious emergency, I wouldn’t have been able to get through to him.
He kept saying he had my number in his “favourites” so that if I called twice, the second time it would go through. But he had the phone on SILENT! And then put it on top of something soft. So he didn’t hear it vibrating.
He complained that I was mad at him for something I did. I replied that no, I was mad at ME for forgetting my keys. That was 100% on me.
I was mad at HIM for not having his phone on and that he’s unreliable in an emergency, which thankfully, this wasn’t a huge one.
So, Am I A Jerk for waking him up and being pissed that I couldn’t reach him in what wasn’t a big emergency, but what if it had been?
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