i don't want to teach anyone how to do porter

I'm removing the comment thing, 'cause no one says anything anyways. Last night, I was laying on my roof, waiting for the fireworks to start and talking to Lia on the phone, when I saw a group of people walking on the street below me and one of them said something along the lines of that's Sam's house, so I yelled something at them and scared 'em...it turned out to be Stephanie Johnston and a whole bunch of other people...that was the highlight of my day. Wow, I'm pretty pathetic. Oh, at work, they had me training some girl on porter, I don't know why they had me training her, I've only been there for a month-ish, anyways, she did the biggest half-assed job I've ever seen in my life, she didn't even try. Ugh...I hate stupid people. I think I'm going to make a habit of laying on my roof, its really weird, but I like it. I better not be training on porter today, that is my least favorite job so far, it's basically grunt work, mopping and sweeping and the other bullshit that that entails. I've gotta go do my laundry before my dad kills me, so maybe I'll update later...then again maybe not.