One year my husband and I visited Italy and where standing in a crazy-long line waiting to get into The Vatican.
Three nuns dressed in full habits, pushed in front of my husband and kept gossiping amongst themselves oblivious to my husband’s very public fury.
He went crazy, he was mouthing off about the injustice of the nuns pushing in front of him in the line and at the Vatican, no less..
I tried to calm him and tell him to let it go, that they were nuns and this is a holy place for them.
He wasn’t having it, and he has never ever let me forget that time the nuns cut in line.