What the frig?!?!?

Ok, so I had a long grueling weekend working at Grandma's this weekend, so I was looking forward to my five days off this week. Today I was happily devouring a luffa dog at the top of the stairs and I heard a noise. I look behind me and Dad was standing there. What the frig? Don't you ever work? Christ. Now my days off are interrupted and I had to work on a day off. I mean I usually work 2 days a week, But this week it is 3 days. I don't know if I can keep up with this schedule, I'm exhausted. I did get to make Lasagna today though, Dad was busy cleaning and stuff, but I was like "Dad, I'm trying to make lasagna give me meat!" Now my parents are both home watching TV. I am so stressed. I need a day off.