Do you fight with your spouse in the car? Oh, we do. I’m not even allowed to drive because he swears I am the worst driver ever (fine, I’ve had a few tickets… but I’m not that bad). Nevertheless I’m constantly relegated to the passenger seat, which is not-fun for several reasons: He tailgates. Passes on two-lane highways just for sport. Flies through very yellow lights. Insists on listening to reggae.Turns off the air and rolls down the windows, even when I am having a great hair day. Doesn’t like it when I email or text when he’s driving–because he can’t email or text.
Please… tell me what you fight about in the car. It’ll make me feel better.