Supposedly it is a real thing, now being called Irritable Male Syndrom (IMS). Whatever it is, I think Sr. Loco has it. He got seriously pouty when I took objection to his having friends over late tomorrow. Umm….thanks for the heads up? Some of us still have to wake up early and work? (Truth be told, I objected more to how he said it than the actual fact “I am having friends over late tomorrow yo!”). But he seriously stalked out of the room. If his hair was long enough, he would have flipped it. And then he slammed the door. Hello? How old are you? Is he a moody, angsty teenager masquerading as a graduate student? That would explain a lot.
All week I have been getting the pouty one word response to enquiries. Little does he know that it makes me all the more inclined to ask inane and probing questions. So yeah, someone is seriously moody in this house and it isn’t the females. I just hope that he doesn’t play queen bee and throw me off. I hate it when that happens.