WTF is wrong with men?

I ask myself this question from time to time. Why, you ask? Here's a great example:

I have to work up until 11 AM December 24th, and then I am off till January 4th, 2010 on vacation. Mr. jme, on the other hand, is off all of this week as well while his plant is shut down. Since we live literally a block away from our dry cleaners, I asked Mr. jme nicely if we would mind swinging by there today and dropping off a few of my sweaters so I have something to wear this week at my mom's.

Jme: Would you mind please stopping by Master Cleaners and dropping off these sweaters? I will pick them up Wednesday on my way home from work.

Mr. jme: ::SIGH:: I guess. Bitch, moan, bitch, moan. Why do you think just because I'm off work you can fill up my schedule with running errands for you?

Jme: Fill up? I asked you to do ONE THING that requires a 1 minute car ride, 5 minutes total for the whole errand. I cannot believe you are acting like this.

Mr. jme: Bitch, bitch, bitch bitch.

Jme: Fine, don't do it. Thanks a lot, ass.

Mr. jme: No, I'll do it....

Jme: NO.

Seriously, WTF? I was taught growing up that if someone asks you to do something, you either do it and don't complain about it, or you simply say no. One or the other. Complaining and giving someone grief about something they asked you to do is really messed up IMO. Obviously, I needed a favor and instead of helping me or telling me you can't, you're going to cause me additional grief by bitching about it? STFU.

Needless to say, Mr. jme is in the doghouse as of this morning.