Day 137 3:46PM

Fantastic episode of Employed Dave vs. Let Go Dave: I just deposited a check for $1.33 into my bank account. To be fair, this deposit was part of an overall trip to the bank to transfer money (unemployment) from one account to another but the check actually didn't read the first time so I had to deposit it again. Then the machine couldn't read it and I didn't remember the amount (or my brain refused to accept it) so I had to remove the check, look, and start again. This process took about 6 minutes of my life that I can never have back.

The personal economics of this transaction were a wash at best. Since it takes me a mile to get to town, my car averages about 25 miles per gallon, and gas (when last purchased) was $3.07 per gallon, the trip itself cost me roughly 25 cents. The mental capacity expired, the time that could've been spent job hunting, the tread used up on my shoes, and the overall loss of 30 minutes of my life account for the other $1.08 (FYI, my issue with 8 + 5 is so bad I just used Excel to figure out that math. Apparently I can't do it in any iteration of it.).

Now, the loss to society is a whole 'nother story. The paper used for my receipt, the time the woman waiting behind me wasted, the carbon emissions of my Rogue - all came at a cost to the planet just so I could cash a check for $1.33 (from the company that laid me off no less). I will repent by emailing Al Gore an apology and planting more pachysandra in my brother's back yard.

Day 123 2:20PM

People that know me know that I have this little issue in my life where there is a direct correlation to the length of an email sent to me and the length of time it takes me to respond. It's clearly a problem, especially in situations where you need to tell me a story in order to get my opinion or you need to hear yourself talk and have me agree with you. I am having the same issue with Termed Into Oblivion but I am going to address it... not every post has to be long and not every post has to be incredibly insightful and/or funny.

That being said, I'd like to pose the question: Where the F**K do online job applications go once you hit submit? I ask because I've had the pleasure of, to date, filling out roughly 63 online applications and approximately ONE has called back (from a job I applied for three months ago). Now don't claim to be the ideal applicant who thinks his response percentage should be the same as Megan Fox's JDate profile, but 2%??? C'mon. I have an MBA from NYU; I have 7+ years of Marketing experience with major companies; my interests include reading and boxing - could any sane HR person resist all that?? The answer in a resounding "NO!" Thus I can only assume that these online applications wind up in the same parallel universe that childrens' letters to Santa, Duane Reade "Tell Us How We're Doing" customer service cards, and Lindsey Lohan's coherent Tweets reside in. A dark world where requests for a Wii go unanswered, racially charged curse-words are misspelled, pleas to a lesbian DJ remain ignored, and a strong candidate's desire to participate in a personal interview to answer any of your questions and better present his qualifications is heard by not a soul.