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Comment: What it takes? A great employer (Score 0) 209

by 50000BTU_barbecue (#48920227) Attached to: Ask Slashdot: What Makes a Great Software Developer?

You know, the kind that doesn't fire you after the first mistake, the kind that provides guidance, training, education, and invests in its workers.


You know, an employer that's willing to take the same risk in hiring you, that you took in paying for that four-year degree?

Oh sorry, "risk" is for *you*, *they* get the profit!

Comment: Re:Saddest line ever (Score 1) 140

by 50000BTU_barbecue (#48914607) Attached to: Young Cubans Set Up Mini-Internet

This really annoyed me so I have to post again. It's all about this idea of "reputation" being very important. But reputation for things that have no bearing on my technical or professional capacities.

You know, lately, I think we've all seen, or should have seen, what "reputation" really means:

David Russell Williams. Highly respected soldier, decorated, blah blah blah, it's nauseating. oops, the guy likes to wear the underwear of the women he killed.
Tiger Woods. Oh what a model, what a hero, if only everyone could be like him! oops
Lance Armstrong. Oh what a model, what a hero, if only everyone could be like him! He's clean! He works hard! Oops.
Jian Ghomeshi. Wow, what an interviewer, what a star! He makes money for us! Let's keep his proclivities quiet until so many people come forward... oops.
Bill Cosby. Such a role model! He's such a sweetheart! The Cosby Show! Oops.

So we can see how people can do anything they want as long as they make money for powerful people. (I'm sure there are many NFL stories ). You need to literally rape or kill to have problems. And even then it takes time.

But if you're just a simple fool like me, well, you better be careful what you say to who. Just *saying* something is enough. Once. 15 years ago.

I'm seriously in debt and have huge problems finding work. I've done the 10$/hour warehouse work. I'm getting old, I can't keep lifting 200 pound vanities out of trucks in poorly lit warehouses.

I've done the 16$/hour "technical" work, stripping wires and tightening screws while lying on my back on a cold cement floor with forklifts running around one foot from my head.

What am I supposed to do? We no longer live in a world were simply working is enough!

And the job I applied for previously was being done by a drunk, someone who showed up drunk, every day. And I coudn't even get that job. People prefer working with people that don't disturb, don't complain. We'll put up with tardiness, drunkenness, schedules can slip, it's OK as long as we like you.

But don't make weird jokes.

Comment: Re:Saddest line ever (Score 1) 140

by 50000BTU_barbecue (#48914311) Attached to: Young Cubans Set Up Mini-Internet

Guaranteed. I show up for the interview, person A is quite happy to see me, I'm almost hired on the spot, oops, the next day turns out person B had something to say and suddenly there "are many applicants".
Other job, I get through the first two screening interviews, my CV ends up on the manager's desk with recommendations, I get an email asking me to come in for an interview, two hours later the interview is cancelled. I look up the company registrar and find names of people I worked with 15 years ago.

I know now that I make jokes no one else understands and I have a dark, cynical sense of humor. But they're jokes.

From Sharp minds come... pointed heads. -- Bryan Sparrowhawk