Jesse: Stop correcting me.
Me: I’m not.
Jesse: You just corrected me. You’re always correcting me.
Me: That’s not true.
Jesse: you just corrected me.
Me: No I didn’t.
Jesse: you corrected me again.
Me: That’s not fair. I’m not correcting you. I’m defending myself.
Jesse: You just corrected me again.
Silence. The match goes to Jesse.
What a smart ass. Where did she learn to cop that attitude. Not from me. Nobody has ever called me a smart ass. At least, not without me correcting them.