 I don't know, I think my high school, whatever, girlfriend or something like that got me the job and we're both working there. I mean, this is before, I don't know, they had tractors picking up golf balls. So I used to go out there and scoop them up with a little scooper on the driving range and then run over to the ice cream shop and try to make a twirly ice cream cone and I'd eat the mistakes.