How Losing My Job Was the Best Thing That Could Have Happened

I'd be lying if I said I was thrilled about driving the 40-mile commute to work at 4:30 in the morning for a mandatory store meeting.  Still, it was my job, one that had been good to me; where my manager was always considerate of my family needs, and worked my schedule around my girls', so I really didn't have so much to complain about.As we all stood around sleepy-eyed, clutching our coffee cups for dear life, the announcement was made reluctantly that our store was being shut down....more