I brought home my pregnant wife her favorite craving garlic cheese stuffed crust pizza from a local business. I did that, but the restaurant forgot to add the garlic.
She is not happy and says she can’t eat that. I’m bummed too but I say I’m sorry to hear that. I tell her I don’t have a problem with it, so I’ll have half of it now and see if she changes her mind tomorrow. I also check if she has a backup plan for what she’d rather eat now that I’m back home.
This makes her more frustrated, and she demands I go back and get a new pie. Unfortunately, food delivery isn’t an option since this restaurant doesn’t offer it, so it’s not like she could choose that instead. I say thanks, but I’m good with what we got. I tell her she can decide if she wants to choose something of her own like frozen food she likes that I stocked up on earlier this week or order something entirely new.
She keeps demanding and being angry and I find myself getting upset too a little so don’t give her more reaction to fuel it. In the end, I say, “I don’t see how this is helping either of us. You’re clearly upset and I understand you’re feeling disappointed. I feel like you’re taking it out on me, so I’m going to step back and go take a bath.”
YTA
She’s literally pregnant and has cravings, cut her some slack. You should have checked that the order was correct before coming home.
YTA for not checking the order before leaving.
YTA for the way you handled this. You were cold and unsympathetic. I wouldn’t even have faulted you for not going back if you had handled it differently. You could have offered to melt some butter with some garlic or garlic powder to brush over the pizza.
You could have just been more sympathetic but instead you treated her like a child you were putting in time out until they could control themselves.
YTA. Doesn’t even matter that she’s pregnant. You suck because you decided *you* could live with the fuck-up so *you* would go ahead and eat what she originally wanted – and freaking left her to figure out another option for herself. 😂 Like, what is that??
Yta
What she probably wanted was for you to act like you gave a shit, instead of treating her like a toddler. Did you even call the restaurant to let them know?
> I say thanks, but I’m good with what we got.
Ugh.