That's what I got back from the company I interviewed with last week. I'm not surprised, as the dept manager seemed disinterested, and was wary of me applying for a lower position than I'd been in previously. Ah well, back to the job boards.
Isaiah is getting over being sick, and he's very, VERY sensitive today. Cries at anything.
Daimean is currently crying over his homework, because he didn't turn in all the missing stuff he was supposed to last week, and guess what? Mom's not happy. So I tell him that, plainly and calmly, and Isaiah gets upset. I tell Isaiah I'm frustrated, and he starts to cry.
He sees a cut on my thumb, and starts to cry.
He's out of chopsticks, so he cries.
You see a pattern here?