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Its not just because I work at Hollywood Video but I hate Blockbuster. I'm also annoyed at my dad. My mom is on the movie pass and she is out of town. So I returned her movie pass movies and I asked my dad and my brother what they wanted to exchange them for. They couldn't think of anything so I just returned the two movies. I go today to get some movies for my dad. He wants Red Planet and Somewhere in Time. Of course Blockbuster doesn't have either, so I go home frustrated. I get off of work and I'm exhausted and my dad wants me to go back to Blockbuster to get something. Keep in mind that he's been sitting at home all day, he has the blockbuster card on his keys and I've been running errands like going to the bank, grocery shopping and picking up my little brother. On top of this I had to clean the kitchen and go to work, only to be sent home because they scheduled too many people. So I go back to Blockbuster and my dad says he wants science-fiction movies. Of course Blockbuster has no science-fiction section, so I'm roaming the whole store looking for movies that look sci-fi on the cover. The guy at the store is no help either. And of course my dad refuses to go with me, so I have no idea what he's seen or what he will like. Finally I picked out two movies and go to the front counter. I told them I'm on the movie pass and they are like where are your movies? Apparently you have to bring the two movies up to them to exchange them for two new ones. I don't really understand why its just not in their computer system that I checked them out and indeed did return them. Obviously, I don't have my mother's ID with me and my dad has the Blockbuster card. By this point I am starving because I haven't eaten since breakfast and I have to go home empty handed once again. When I got home I told my dad that I hate Blockbuster and that I'm not going to go back. He says I don't have to if I don't want to, but of course he rails on me for not doing so. He says "Oh, I forgot you can't do simple tasks like this." I was like "I went to the bank today, and the store and I picked up Michael from his friend's house. I guess if I can't do simple tasks I'll just stop doing what I've been doing all week for you." So I guess I will. No more laundry, cleaning, cooking, running to the store, driving my brother around, running to Blockbuster for my dad, running to the bank to deposit my dad's paychecks, checking the mail, taking out the trash, feeding the dogs, feeding the cats, putting the dogs outside, putting the cats to bed, mopping, sweeping, wiping down counters. Because I can't do simple tasks.