Last month, amid all of the work tasks performed in those 30 days, I found myself driving about 70 miles to talk to someone for a part-time job opening. Why I had to drive that far for a part-time job candidate doesn't matter -- well, it does matter but if I think about it too much, I'll get upset. What matters is this person decided right during my talk with him that he had no interest in the job. So, that was fun, 140 miles total for no damn reason. Later in the month, I drove about the same number of miles for another work function, an annual dinner, the organization of which I'm sure takes months, if not years, off my life. But now the payoff. I received a gas reimbursement check a couple of weeks later for 80 bucks. Oh, boy, cards here I come. I usually don't reserve my gas reimbursement for cards. I don't travel all that much for my job anymore, so there's no need to create that kind of budget (when I did travel a lot for my job, I wasn't ...
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