Hunger is a powerful feeling. While on our way to a restaurant - and in a state of extreme hunger, both of us - my partner was using the phone I was navigating with, and I was anxious to miss a turn. Missing turns will make us get to food later, and will result in more despair. At some point, she exclaimed the next directions: "Turn left at the second intersection, ok?", thereby "passing the baton" to me, while she took the phone from my sight. I stopped her and explained that I don't know this area, and she doesn't either, so navigation mistakes will probably be made.
We got into an argument about it, featuring my control issues and distrust in her taking responsibility for navigation, and her misunderstanding my intention (which was - leave the phone where I can see it!).
This was an uncommon thing - my partner and I rarely have petty arguments like these, and they definitely don't get as emotional as this one got. I recognize that a big factor in this becoming anything more than a misunderstanding was hunger. It taught me how much hunger can affect the intensity of what we feel, and how we might mistake the origins of our feelings.