Both kids are peeved with me today.
Belladonna was behind me and fiddling around doing something in the kitchen as I sat in the Official Blogging Chair. She was nattering away about something.
I didn't assume she was on the phone or anything. I didn't invest enough energy to assume anything. If it was important then she would address me directly and sit in my line-of-sight and we would have a conversations that didn't involve multitasking.
In retrospect that was not an assumption Belladonna shared. She felt like I had blown her off. From my perspective I was unwilling to invest 40% of my cognitive processing ability processing a message she did not value enough to invest more than 10% of her energy into transmitting.
Kubota is pissed at me because he horned in on a conversation I was having on the phone. He was making throw-away, rude comments that the other end could hear.
Kubota's hearing can be exceptionally acute. He heard the other person's response.
I then paraphrased what Kubota said using polite, civilized language to the other end.
The other end found it entertaining and laughed.
Kubota was pissed for not being taken seriously.
I guess that is a risk of using adolescent language.