Thoughts, er, Count.

T. - Ms. Worley, why didn't you bring me any biscuits.
Me. - When I was at McDonalds, I didn't think about you.
T. - Awe, now that's mean Ms. Worley.
Me. - No, it's not. It's the truth.
T. - That's mean.
Me. - No. You're confusing mean with the truth. I understand because sometimes the truth hurts and that can be associated with being mean. But you should rather people give you the truth.
T. - So, you didn't bring me a biscuit.
Me. - Nope, I didn't think about you.


Maybe I should be a philosopher though.