What are you, 12?

I haven’t been 12 for a long time now, yet I feel like more and more I have to deal with issues that are on the level of 12 year olds. Why can’t things be settled like adults? Why do I feel like anything that doesn’t go your way, I will have to deal with the principal or a parent? This is just tired. If I had known that the skills I learned on the playground in third grade would be all I ever needed to know to survive adult life I would’ve kept the money I spent on college. In fact, in grade and high school, I don’t remember this level of childish conflict. Tantrums, foot stomping and running to “Daddy” are not attractive on adults. So, let’s all grown up and stop acting like if you can’t get a piece of candy the world is going to end.