I worked at a grocery store after graduating from college. I hated it. It wasn't so bad at first. Great benefits, two days off in a row, a 20% discount on food. But all of my shifts were 3-11 pm. I am most definitely not a night person and working late nights was not easy for me. After several months of this schedule, I asked my manager for some opening shifts, or even a mid shift. He looked at me blankly then asked me if I had any children. Confused by the question, I replied no. He then told me that many of my other co-workers did have children and that their schedules required them to have opening and mid-shifts. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to say that it wasn't fair that I had to close because I didn't have kids. But I didn't. I was afraid to. So I left the office, confused and angry and irked at my fellow co-workers. Needless to say, I savored my days off. I woke up early with the hopes of cramming in as much fun and relaxation as I poss...