Because I will not remember later

It are fact. I know, because of my learnings.

Shoot, now I'm out of things to say. Um...
Some construction guys set up a scaffold and climbed up it this morning to peer into my window as I was leaving for work. They had a new window with them and everything. I was so excited. When I came back home, however, my old window was still there. What's the deal? My curtain is down, my bed is pushed away from the wall... does it need to be further? Why this continued neglect? I managed to slide the bed another twelve inches or so, but that's really going to be about as far from the wall at it'll get. They haven't left me a note or anything, so I'm just left to wonder. And fret.
Auto-replies from job applications are understandable, but frustrating. RealNetworks' form-cruncher spat me out today as unqualified for their STE internship. While it's an arguable case, I felt like I had many valid counterpoints as to why my experience and other factors made me a good choice. Also I knew someone who worked there, so they should totally hire me. Alas, algorithms are capable of neither understanding nor insight. There's a hojillion dudes who filled out the boxes for the job, so I do see the necessity of automating the first step. It reminds me of Gattaca, though. If the gatekeepers are computers, some really great - and even more importantly, diverse - people will be automatically screened. There is no code-hook that can identify the human spirit.
Or maybe there is, and it didn't detect it in my cover letter. I hadn't thought of that until just now.

- J