So the boyfriend plays in a golf tournament on Memorial Day Monday, and he is really iffy about me even joining him. He finally tells me TEN MINUTES before we need to leave to get up and get dressed because he needs me to go. Not for good luck or anything.. but to give him a ride home because he will be too drunk to drive. So he says it will take 4-5 hours tops. His "team" is a bunch of rich snobby middle aged people that for the most part ignore me. I was uncomfortable and ignored, although I did read an entire book. After 7 1/2 hours we are FINALLY done and although we PLANNED on heading home and spending time together and making dinner together, he decides to eat at the clubhouse because it's free... for him. They sit around for another 1/2 hour talking about the game that they just finished (OMG REALLY?!) before he finally says we are leaving.. I am RELIEVED!!! Then, we get in the car... and he is a major baby about it saying I KNEW you shouldn't have came, I wish you had stayed home. (Um... excuse me? I did this for you because you asked me to?!) I could have been enjoying the beautiful day doing SO MANY OTHER things but yet I unselfishly sit there silently (cause you have to be silent while people hit a golf ball) all day long and because you didn't get to stay longer, even though I said... "That's Fine, we can go when your ready." I am the one that gets blamed for ruining the day? Apparently because he knew I wasn't having a good day it ruined his day... how is that fair?! Ugh... My once perfect (seriously... he was) boyfriend could not have made me more angry for being so selfish today!!! I hate selfish boys!!!