 and that you didn't need a college degree. Of course, I know nothing about insurance. I have no idea what that even is. I don't know what mutual funds or annuities are, and I'm also in a chateau, covered head to toe in my wig. Anyway, so I go to MetLife, and I convince them to hire me, to put me through their training program. I prepare for it in my bathroom. No one has any idea what I'm doing, not my friend, nobody. And I was also teaching in two high schools. So...