It's not my job
My grandpa died yestuday, I worked hard all day to get stuff done so I wouldn't have to worry about being behind when I return. I had arrangements to go to penn and get back. As i all of this weren't stressful enough I get a call from my dad saying i shouldn't go. My mom takes the phone rom him and proceeds to tell me I'm not going to the funeral
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