[FleetsidePaul]

When I was about 19 or 20 I got a job stocking shelves in East LA. I was good at that. But one day they were short handed and put me on a cash register. It was the old type. No scanner in those days.

I had no idea what I was doing. I wasn't a cashier. They just tossed me into the deep end of the pool. I didn't know how to run the register. And you had to move fast. But I tried. And I pissed off a lot of people. I had one woman screaming at me in Spanish. Good thing that I didn't speak Spanish at the time. I overcharged her 19 bucks. I quit that job the next day and went back to my job at the gas station. And I learned to speak Spanish. Only because my girl spoke Spanish. That was a mistake. It was a lot easier to not know what she was b!tching about.