While I was complaining, that I lost some files on 'my' old computer, little Ben apparently did not like my tone. Actually it was more of a monologue.
"You don't share with your wife?," he started. "That's your wife (pointing to the kitchen). Do you understand the word 'sharing'? Have you heard of sharing? The computer is for the family."
He probably said more, but I had already begun to zone him out.