OMFG, Dad! I don't want to socialize! I don't want to talk. I don't want to play a board game. I don't want to watch TV with you. I've got my headphones on and my face buried in my computer for a reason! Read the MFing social cues!
But of course if I pick up my stuff and leave the room, I'll be the rude one.
Since I started the process to sell my house, I get so little alone time, it's literally* driving me crazy. I'm a person who loves, no, NEEDS his me time. And the ONE time in recent memory I have a block of time to myself, he has to come try to socialize. FUCK!!!
* And no, I'm not misusing that word.
EDIT: He went back to his computer (in another room). Thank Cthulhu.