It was Monday when I got the call. A store I had interviewed at about three months ago, just now getting around to calling me back. I'm a shoe salesman by trade, and a damn good one. I don't wanna brag ( I do), but I'm over qualified for my current job in the chain department store.

Long story short, this high end, high class shoe store is offering me a job. Shirt and tie, of course, a lot more money, AND commission. It's a dream come true.

It couldn't be easy.

I gave my notice at work, only to receive the surprise of my life. My boss about broke down, told me I was like a little brother to him. He wanted my contact information, in case he ever had some management positions open up.

Another boss told me I was an asset to the company.


I've often wondered about my funeral. Who would come? Who would say "Dan was such a great guy, we'll miss him." Who?

Damn near all 150 employees of the store, many who I rarely talk to, told me they would miss me. A third boss could barely speak to me.

I didn't expect it to be easy, but I didn't think it could be this hard.