My son gets very, very angry if I beat him in a game of chess. But then, he gets upset if he gets the sense that I let him win or went easy on him.
My daughter wants me to let her play chess, but she really just likes to randomly move pieces around. That nice. I think that's cool that she has a great interest in chess for her age-- except when I'm trying to play a real game against her brother.
And my dear wife . . . she worries about many things herself.
Everyone is complaining to me or whining about something. I just take it all in.
*Sigh*
If it wasn't so late already, I think I'd have myself a beer and go to bed. I think I'll skip the beer and just head on to bed since I've got work.
I wonder why everyone around me stays so uptight.
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