....who are you and what have you done with my husband?
The big I get in trouble for, at least once a week, is leaving the radio on too loud in whatever car I've been in.
He'll get into the car, start it up, and almost immediately, I get the scowl/headshake combo, along with some interesting hand signals that are designed to let me, ahm, understand the true nature of his annoyance.
"Honestly," I huffed at him one day, "I can't believe you are giving me crap for this, considering the entire hatchback of one of your cars (back in the day) was a giant speaker."
I could feel him coming down the street, what with the bass thumping making the ground vibrate like a rocket had gone off. "I don't care if you play it loud, just remember to turn it down when you get out. I'd like to retain some of my hearing."
"Turn down your hearing aid, dude. If it's too loud, you're too old..." Note to self: Duck next time.
While his hearing might be in question, his aim is perfect.