Sister    : Hey, Bro! I’m sad. I’m having my first broke up. 
Brother : Broke up? No money? Go use office cash, make the receipt. 
Sister    : No, no. I mean, break up from relationship. 
Brother : Oops. Sorry. I guess I’m old enough to only know that broke up means ran out of money. 
Sister    : Yeah. So, what will you say? 
Brother : Hmm. I’ve got nothing to say, because now you won’t do whatever I said. Just get along with it. One or two months later, you’ll get over it.
Sister    : … 
Brother : That’s how life works, Sister. Okay?