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I quit my job today. I could not stand working with my father any more. So tomorrow, instead of getting up at 3:30 in the morning to go to work, I am going shopping with Pink and then we will go and see Peter Pan for the 6th(?) time. Hoorah. I am so glad that I don't have to go back to work. The only problem is that now I must find a new job. Oh well, it's worth it to get away from the crap.