So Much to Talk About

But I'm really not going to say much. I'm tired. WAM's work is horrid. I'm so glad I won't have to do it on Monday. I'm pissed off beyond thought at my father. He said something inappropriate while in my car that was directed at another motorist, and I just...I'm so ashamed of him. It doesn't matter that the other person didn't hear, I heard. And when I yelled at him, he laughed it off. I don't understand how anyone could be so angry and so prejudice.

I need to get out of here.