You mull over this question. Your own thoughts on the matter turn into a sort of ineffectual buzzing-- and almost demeaning. You feel like you're underestimating yourself. But maybe you're just being realistic. This own self-reflection and eventual acceptance seems to cement the idea that maybe you would be best off just pushing crates. You decide to snip this thought off further before you start self-deprecating further.

Cargo Tech sounds right, you guess.

You take a step over to make your way out of Arrivals,

I mean.

It is right there.