I was feeling a bit angry and down, after visiting my crazy friend M yesterday, when her 16-year-old nephew, whom I'd met over a decade earlier, several times, even helping babysit once, refused to come out of his room to say 'hello' to me. M was in town to take care of him while his father was out of town. He had recently moved to Mtl to live with his Dad after being expelled from school in Ottawa for dealing drugs. I remember him as a 5 or 6-year-old, but I spoke to him briefly on the phone, and he sounded decent enough, so I could only feel offended and hurt that he wouldn't come out of his room ONCE for the 2.5 hours I spent in the apartment. I guess it upsets my need to see myself as pretty cool for a 38-year-old, someone a teenager would naturally want to hang out with.