Parents often will be the first to comment on how smart or clever our kids are at some point.
“Ah! Little Billy is four going on fourteen, I swear it.”
Precocious, I think is the term.
What then….is the term for adults whose words and actions are reverting from the wisdom of age to the pettiness of a jilted kindergarteners?
The problem though, lies in the scope of the pettiness and the ability of adults to escalate simple disputes or wrongdoings into catastrophe.
I obviously cannot give specifics of my job out, but today is one of those days where I’m talking to a grown man who has the means to own several homes, live comfortably, and hold a very respectable job….but all I can hear is:
“He knockeded my blocks over so I hitted him.”