(At our hotel, the doors are locked at 10 pm due to a recent robbery and all transactions are done after that time through the teller window.)

Me: “Honey, can I use the bathroom?”

My husband: “Sure.” *lets me in and re-locks the door*

(A customer comes to the door after seeing me go in and is redirected to the teller window.)

Customer: “So, why do I have to check in through the window but she gets to go in?”

My husband: “I went ahead and let her in since was just wanting to use the restroom.”

Customer: *angrily* “Is it because I’m [race]?!”

My husband: “Well, sir, it may have something to do with the fact that she’s a very small girl who couldn’t possibly pose a threat to me, but mostly it’s because she’s my wife.”

Customer: “… Oh.”