We were in Aberdeen having drinks, and one of his friends joined us. After which they decided we should go to Ma Maison... a ten minute walk away. But as we got onto the street, one of their friends drove past so he gave us a lift there.
His friend got in the front seat, leaving the back seat for us (makes sense cos we are a couple). My husband opens the door, gets in, leaving me outside. Then he couldn't scoot all the way in because there was a child seat. So he sat there trying to remove the child seat. And the driver turned and said to me - you'll have to get in from the other side. I fling my bag in my husband's lap, and ran over to the other side to get in.
I was pissed off because my husband got in before me.... and then after realising he could not scoot all the way in, instead of offering me his seat, he just sat there and let me go onto the road side of the car to get in.
I don't know why this shocked me. It shouldn't really, because he's hardly ever held a car/taxi door open for me. Why was I expecting this time to be any different?
He realised I was mad, and I told him (not that loudly, cos we were in his friend's car) that it was shit of him to not let me in the car first. Then he got pissed off with me, saying something like.. don't start this Holly. And I didn't, I let it slide, even though inside I was really pissed off.
I have told him about this in the past, when he opens the taxi door and dives in before me leaving me to get in and shut the door behind us. I've told him it's ungentlemanly. And he always had excuses... I had to get in fast there's traffic behind us. You're wearing a dress so it's difficult for you to scoot in (bullshit, because even when I wear jeans he does it). Then when he doesn't have an excuse, he just gets angry at me for raising the issue and I drop it. Not worth a battle because his temper is a lot worse than mine.
We got into taxis a few more times that evening in Aberdeen... to go to the Albyn, and then to Soul bar and then to get home. And sure enough, he got in the taxi first again and again. I think he forgot because he was a bit boozy at that time. But each time he did it, it just added to this ball of hate within me.
I don't think I'm being unreasonable. If he were driving, I don't expect him to open the passenger side of the door first to let me in and shut it before walking over to the driver's side to get in. I don't expect or ask for this at all. ( Although, one of my exBf's.. GB the Hungarian one... always went over to my side to open the door even when he was driving). I just think that if we are BOTH going to enter through that same door and sit in the back seat, that the man should let the lady in first. Am i being unreasonable here?
Anyway, his friends who just met me in those bars that night must have thought I was a right sour bitch. I wasn't kicking up a shit storm or anything like that, I was just less sociable and less smiley. All I wanted from when I raised the issue in the first instance that night, was for him to just say Sorry darling, I wasn't thinking. But instead he got mad. And then he forgot about it and kept repeating the mistake ( he wasn't doing it on purpose to spite me, he just did it out of habit... and lack of manners).
On our last taxi ride home that night, when he opened the taxi door and jumped in first (I'm souding like a broken record aren't I) ... I got in after him and I just didn't shut the door. I sat there, nonchalantly. When he realised the door wasn't shut and we were not moving off. Then I turned to him and said, oh darling, if you get in first, then how are you going to shut the door? Then he said sheepishly, that it was too far for him to reach over. So I just sighed and shut the door. I think he got the message that time but based on past experiences with him and this 'issue' I'm sure it will soon be forgotten.
I find it so odd that he's like that... because his father is a gentleman. And my husband is actually quite the gentleman when it comes to most other things. Just not this.
So the next time this happens... I think I will just leave the door open after he has jumped in... and just walk to the other side of the taxi and get in the passenger side next to the driver. Then just keep reapeating this everytime he does not let me in the back seat of the taxi first. Or should I just let this issue go and just accept that when it comes to taxis, he always gets in first... and whenever I can, just appreciate the chivalry of other men opening car doors for me.
What do you think? Is this shutting car doors for ladies a dated concept already? Should I still insist on it or am I just putting my marriage on a fast track to disaster?
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