The other day, when I picked up my high school freshman from school, I had a lot on my mind. I guess I was quiet.
About five minutes into the drive, he said, “Well, this is awkward!”
“It’s really weird that you’re not asking me a hundred annoying questions about my day.”
“But you complain when I ask you questions about your day.”
“It’s better than this! What’s wrong?!”
I smiled. “Anything cool going on at school?”
“Oh my God, you are so annoying!”