Unlucky me. I had just moved into my first apartment and was finally free from my parents. I had a good job at a factory and was debt free. Everything was going great until one morning I went to work and saw about a dozen fire trucks from down the street. A glow was coming right from where the factory was at. I made it half way down the street to where the firemen had blocked all the traffic. The entire factory was engulfed in flames. I parked my car on the side of the road and joined some other co-workers nearby who were staring at the flames. No one had any idea what happened. It was obvious there was not going to be any work, at least for today.
About an hour later one of the supervisors came by and told everyone to just go home and someone would be calling us to let us know what was going to happen. This was Monday and I finally received a call on Thursday. My supervisor informed me the factory was not going to re-open and we should all find other work…
