I get to the unemployment office at 8:15 a.m. It doesn’t open until 8:30, so those of us who’ve arrived early wait outside, eager for the security guard to unlock the doors.
First in line are three people who seem to know one another, co-workers, perhaps, who’ve all been laid off together—it’s November of 2008. Everything has crashed.
Cover Page Footnote
"Worth Holding Onto" was originally published at Booth.
"Worth Holding Onto,"
Booth: Vol. 5
, Article 2.
Available at: https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/booth/vol5/iss12/2