You are definitely not the only one that deals with boneheaded men.
Durring my daughter's first riding lesson I realized I had left her helmet at home, so I sent my hubby to get it. When he returned he informed me that my saddle had fallen out of the trunk of our suv. I could have died, this was my $1000 Billy Cook saddle, my pride and joy, next to my horses of course. Why did this happen? Well, while getting ready for our daughters lesson, I had been going back and forth from the trunk, getting things out. He totally spaced the fact that the trunk was wide open, and drove off like that. But of course, in his mind, it was my fault the saddle had fallen out because I left the trunk open. Really? I guess if he had actually HELPED me get our daughters gear out of the car, I could have blamed him. BONEHEAD!
Luckily no major damage was done to my saddle, just some scratches I guess I can live with. Like I have a choice.