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August 19, 2008
Years ago, after an employer had the audacity to fire me after four years of impeccable service, I found myself rather happily unemployed and even more happily eligible to collect compensation. It felt daring and somewhat reverse-glam.

On the phone with my mother before my first unemployment office appointment, she gave me several pointers, including this advice: "And don't go getting all dressed up in one of your fancy outfits, either." I feigned exasperation that she would even suggest such a thing, as I silently cringed and wept that I would have to be seen in something sensible, shoes included.