My DH had a class reunion this past summer. I knew he would have fun catching up with everyone and that I would be unbelievably bored. I only knew 2 other spouses. Around 11 pm I told him I was leaving and that he could get himself home. Inconsiderate dumba$$ didn't even think of walking me to the car, in a desolate parking garage, none the less.
The next morning, I woke up feeling great and free (the kids were at the grandparents), so I took off for the gym, with no cell phone }( .
When I got home he was nearly sick with worry because he didn't know where I was--thought someone abducted me from the parking garage! Served him right for being such an a$$, and he admitted it!