Job Hate

I work for my dad's company as caretaker of the website, writing contracts, and answering the phone, I do a little bit of everything. But there are times when my idiot of a father makes me want to kill him. Esp. when writting contracts, I'll ask him to look it over himself after I write them. He half arse reads them and gets mad at me later when he finds out HE forgot to tell me something HE left out. And I get chewed out for something I didn't know that was suppose to be in there! Sometimes being broke seems a lot better then being employed.

Jam it back in, in the dark.