It is an odd and jolting thing- going from one side to the other. I had an OK job for 7 years at a restaurant. Then, one day, I was fired. Without warning. Business was down, had been down, and I was making a wage that didn't reflect current sales as I had been there so long (when times were better). I was never truly, or even remotely, passionate about my job, but it paid the bills and accomidated my custody schedule with my amazing 7 year old son. I had heard of people losing jobs and with each new horror story- I felt more and more greatful for the average job that I did have.