The whole working at the restaurant thing is going to be a difficult beginning. Everyone is having trouble deciding how to treat me. It would be easier if I either worked directly for dad, or for a total stranger. This whole in between thing is murder. I don't even know if I work tomorrow! It's genuinely pissing me off. I feel like I deserve a little respect. No one knows how to treat me, it's rediculous. I'm a normal employee. No need to tip-toe around me, but also no need to completely deny that I'm my father's daughter. Oh goodness...I just can't figure out how I feel about this whole thing...I'm wishing I had gotten a job right away. I wouldn't have had to worry about these things.