Just about every year (especially when November 15 falls on a working day), I remember my very first day of work at Metropolitan Life Insurance. I was twenty years old at the time. I'd had a few part time or seasonal jobs before that year but that was the year I was supposed to go out and find a full time steady job. My parents agreed to pay for two years of school but that was all they could afford. I tried a few jobs and quit them. They were horrible. I didn't think I was cut out for office work. Then my father gave me an ultimatum that I had to have a job by my birthday or I was out of the house. My birthday came and went but I was given a reprieve because I fell ill in September and was down in bed for a few weeks. Then I got a job I loved, working as a receptionist at Koerner Ford in Scranton. I thought it was all I ever wanted to be. I felt so grown up and important answering the phone. I was there about a month when the boss called me into his office and told
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