Pet Peeve.

So, my father and brother went out of town for the rest of the week with a family friend and his son. While my father, brother, and said family friend's son loaded the car up with their luggage, my dad's friend sat down across the table from me and started to talk to me.
Now, you have to know, I love this man more than I love my father. He is nice and funny and I've known him since I was a really small child. He treats me like an adult and seems genuinely interested in myself and my life.
But, as we sat there and chatted, my mom happened to mention that I was doing Camp NaNoWriMo--which I am. My father's friend jumped on this and literally started interrogating me about my novel. I made it very clear that I was and always am super uncomfortable talking about my novels before they're finished because I'm very self-conscious of how poorly written they are until editing. But he persisted.
I hate when people ask about my novels before they're done. I am always extremely vague because everything in my novel is still subject to change. I seriously am done talking about my novel but people keep bugging me about it.
When it's done, you can read it. No, you can't edit it. Yes, one of my friends has already accepted the job of editing it and I trust her with my life. Yes, she is very capable. No, just because you're an adult does not mean you are a better writer than myself or her. No, I will not include you in my novel. Yes, I am a good and capable writer. No, you cannot offer me themes or scenes or character ideas. Yes, I know my novel better than you do.