But to tell them about that, they think about it, I think getting this job was the best thing that had ever happened to me. It's the only time in my life I've ever worked outside of music. Okay? I'm seventeen years old. My mother worked in a hospital in the Bronx, Lincoln Hospital. And she got me this job. I was called, the title of it was I was "stationery clerk" I was in charge of ordering all of the paper goods for the hospital.  Every form in the hospital had a little number and I had to keep all of these in stock.  Because if we ran out of death certificates it would be a catastrophe if the doctor needed a death certificate and there were none. So and other forms. So I wound up doing this job. I didn't want to of course. But I should say my mother made me do it. Not so much my father. I take this job, I work very hard two weeks out of the month. One week taking in requisitions of what is needed, ordering the supplies, putting the supplies in my little cubby, a little closet that had all this stuff, then filling the requisitions. And that all took two weeks out of the month. The other two weeks I had very little to do. I would lock myself in my closet, because I could lock the door from the inside, and I would practice with my mute, I'd practice. So the City of New York was paying me. I used to take home some ridiculous fee like $99.51 every two weeks. The City of New York paid me for two weeks to practice, and the other two weeks to work hard. What happened was I worked on that job for a year and a half. I studied privately with a very eminent brass, they called it "troubleshooter. " His name was Carmine Caruso.