There's a woman I work with who tells stories about how her partner won't give her keys to his apartment where she lives "because it's in his name". So she just sits outside in her car, in Minneapolis waiting for him to get home after work. Meanwhile I turn on my outside lights and open the garage for my female roommate so she doesn't have to walk 2 feet in the dark on my driveway in a small suburb. Men, seriously what the hell.