I want to throw things at my dad.

[Miss Modular]

I wish my dad would get off my back. He's in such a hurry to get me a job. He's constantly asking me if I've sent my resume if there are any job leads. Tomorrow he wants me to go to Cornell and apply for a job. I went to their human resources website, and currently the only job that's available in the department I'm qualified for is "Marine Curator". I'm not qualified for that. And I can't move out of the house, because I don't have enough money to do that. I'm in a no-win situation and I can't stand him anymore.

I love him, but I just wish he'd be a little more patient.