Ok, so, I have to work for my father as a translator until the New Year with one day off for Christmas and you want to know why? I am cheap because my dad refuses to pay me and because I am the only one able to stay here until the end of the year. So, I get to listen to this 86-year-old man go on and on about all of the wars that has happened in his and his family's lifetime, including the Korean and Vietnam Wars, and I am not allowed to leave because he's a big client and it would be considered rude and disrespectful to leave. And as if that wasn't enough, I am the only one who understands him, so, I am the ONLY person he talks to. I'd quit if it weren't for the fact that my dad would become such a fargon icehole (Johnny Dangerously reference) that I'd end up having a worse holiday than I would if I just did the job. It's wonderful being the daughter of a workoholic! [/sarcasm]