Now things get silly...my ego had shrunk to the size of a cat toy being out of work for so long. Now-actively bored to pieces changing signs early mornings but for ten bucks an hour I'm quite good, I call on Monday for a place I did the 2nd interview with today. The manager had an accident in the warehouse so it was a two hour wait...then again I had a good book. He came to chat finally, somehow the subject turned to dogs. Immediate connection, he has a pit bull and a pack of other breeds. He opened his phone to share pictures. Then an interview in orange apron land. They want to rehire me. Life is insane sometimes.