Well. I lost my job this past June. Hit me like a Nolan Ryan fastball I wasn't expecting. My boss' exact words to me were..."Chris, I'm 55, if I lost my job nobody would hire me, I'd be checking groceries at Wal Mart. You're still 30-something and can find a job. Your ass is going down before mine. You got 10 minutes to collect your things." Do not pass GO, do not collect $200. What a summer I had. You know what though, if "they" knock ya down, you get back up and smile at them.