A
Huh-uh.
B
You look at Frito Lay. My wife used to work for Frito Lay as a typist. You know, transcribing stuff into the computer.
A
Huh-uh.
B
Well, she could type about one-hundred and five words per minute, but she don't like it. She just doesn't like to do that. I mean, she will.
A
Yeah.
B
But, you know, her preference is to be in an office situation where her job is ...