A twist of fate. An Irony if you will. Yes one more interview -- this one would be number 6 in a year's time. Now with that statement it should tell you the excitement of getting dressed from sweats to real clothes, make-up, hair done and dusting off those shoes you thought you would never wear again..

Off and running, where I actually enjoyed the wee bit of traffic for I felt human again, I felt the cool morning air, the morning news on the radio, driving next to others streaming by going to where they belong, where they fit in.

Arriving at my appointment with time to spare, I reviewed my resume over and over again, thought of all the questions I was asked previously. I knew this may not be a job I would have chosen but it may be a job that may choose me.

With a smile and self-confidence I made my way to the front desk and announced myself as having an appointment.

This friendly young man shook my hand and thanked me for being on time -- good start, so I thought! After small talk such as kids, animals and such, the real reason for this interview emerged. What have I done in my past work life, what I can bring to this new job. Do I think I can fulfill the necessary tasks.

Forty-five minutes ending with, "We will call you if you fit our needs for this opening."

I left with my hopes high a feeling of open heart, open mind.

After getting home I received a called from my sister-in-law saying she was let go from her job and is now starting all over once again. I could hear the fear in her voice the pain in her heart. I listened and try to console her as best I could, squeezing in the news I went to this interview at this company. She became very quiet, then with a low-toned voice she told me, this was the company she was just laid off from! They were looking to replace her, unknown to her. The irony -- I was trying to get the job she had just lost! My heart fell to the floor. I was so upset. I felt so very bad. How could this happen, as big as the city of Chicago is, how in the world did I find my way to the place and the job she was at, she had. I knew as much as I needed to work and wanted to work I could and would never put a job in front of family. This job would never be put on my next resume.

A TWIST OF FATE.