Must be the day for immature husbands, Bittersweet. Mine is also my husband. He came to the bookstore with me - I was getting a gift for a friend. One minute we're talking and interacting, the next he's chatting away on his cell phone with his friend. For 10 minutes. I was still RIGHT THERE. I finally walk away, disgusted. I said, "If you're just going to get on the phone with your friends, don't come with me next time. That was really rude." (And not just to me, to everyone there...I hate it when people walk about a shop talking on their cell.) Then he gets all kinds of bent out of shape at me for having called him out on his rude behavior. He gets totally overly dramatic, saying how he'll never make the mistake of coming with me again, that I'm the reason he never talks on the phone to his friends, blah blah blah. WTF. Grow up. GRRRRRRRR.