Think on my feet and develop confidence and overcome my fear of crowds. my job at jcpenney taught me the hard work of unloading trucks, stocking merchandise and made me to this day ticked off when people put their hands on the glass of a door instead of the handle. i was the kid who had to run there with the windex. i lost jobs that i wanted. including one that came with a nice house at 1600 pennsylvania in washington. and by the way i often have been pate paid a lot less than what i thought i was worth and sometimes i was paid more than i deserve bud still less than i would have liked. a coup...