DH, his buddy, and I went fishing to day and I had a crappy time. It started out OK. I had gotten a fish on but was talking to my mom on the phone, didn't set the hook and it got off. Then DH starts in, use this bait, use that bait, fish this way. Then we moved to a different spot and I got snag after snag. Ended up breaking off all my good tackle.
. So I went back down to where I was and I casted out and I ran out of string and my line wouldn't reel back in. Then DH let me use one of his poles but the reel is open face and crummy at that. So after a couple of minutes somehow I got the string all tangled up on the reel. After that I gave up. DH was mad because I kept complaining and getting ticked off. I was irritated with him because I was doing fine all by myself and things didn't get screwed up until I listened to him. I think that's the most horrible time I've ever had fishing.