Good Lord. A wave of nausea went through me when I read that. What a dreadful way to make a living. When you weren't trying trying every which way to separate people from their money, you were bored out of your mind waiting "on point" for the "up bus". Honestly, I'm going to have a lot of 'splaining to do to St. Peter when I croak, and a good handful of it will be from when I sold cars.