One of last night's dreams involved being headhunted by the VP from my last job ... for a department manager at a some sort of futuristic slick version of Fred Meyer. There was a meal at a fancy restaurant to encourage me to sign the employment contract. The Devil and his fabulously-dressed henchwoman showed up and sat at the table with a drink for me, and the Devil said, "Come be a department manager for me instead. Our salary and benefits package is far better".
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Seriously, I don't know what to tell you. You do what you need to do when you need to do it, as I'm pretty sure you would anyway.