I Quit My Job.

One Sunday afternoon in late March, I was selling at the appliance store. It had been damn busy all day, but then there was a moment. I was standing in the middle of the washing machine section, so the appliances only came up to my waist and I had a straight shot line of vision to the front doors. A man came into the store, walked directly to me, handed me a business card, and said, “We are hiring store managers and assistant store managers.” I looked down at the card in my hand and it was for a shoe company.

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