 There you had people standing in these literally pits where they were yelling at screaming at each other, banked by a whole concophony of phones and other individuals signaling into the pits. And runners like me would be hustling and bustling and trying to take orders and get back to the phone receivers and you were constantly on your feet, trying to ensure that the madness turned out to be actually something that was relatively orderly at the end of the day.