There is always something going on. The world is always falling apart. The locations just vary.
In other words, this too shall pass. Do what you can to make the world a better place, survive, and let go of what you cannot control. Can’t carry the world on you shoulders all the time. Sometimes it has to save isself or deal with the consequences.
It is very true, and how trauma is passed on from generation to generation. If you can skip a generation or escape the trauma you are essentially the stopping point of that trauma.
This is what IT feels like. Everything is working? What do we pay those guys for?
Everything is not working? What do we pay those guys for?
I think there is a quote somewhere from someone that says people talk about people, smarter people talk about facts and even smarter people talk about ideas. I am probably murdering the quote, but it was something like that.
It makes sense though, talking about other people doesn’t really provide much direction in life. Facts do provide more direction in life, but ideas really function as a pointer in a lot of situations when may not know what to do otherwise.
I’d like to add some strength too. I don’t give a shit about the latest AI fuzzy on any phone, but if it would please last at least a year without cracking the screen or the back that would be amazing. And a record for me. Doesn’t have to be razor thin either. Just make it beefy.
Oh I agree. It’s just not always how it goes.
Should be, maybe. The reality is that you can spend extra time making the program work, but if it works and you want to spend extra hours on it for whatever reason, it’s usually considered a waste of time.
Until they get hacked and it costs incredible amounts of money, that is.
Smart programmers do all the things they need to do before they get everything working. As soon as it works they get pushed to work on something else.
I was outside on concrete with grass on the side of it and forgot to put the hand brake in. I step off, just to see the truck roll into the grass with the back wheel. Luckily the concrete the truck was on was high enough to stop the truck when one wheel was on the grass.
The truck was stuck now. Driving forward didn’t work, pulling did not work. In the end we pushed a piece of pipe under it with hammers on both sides and that was enough to lift the back of the truck high enough that I could drive it forward again.
Still sucked though. I never forgot the hand brake again. Also did not get fired, that is never really an option for employers here.
That is a really good one. Because you can’t stop it, but a comfortable temperature is always comfortable.
Darker colors make it more cozy. Light colors make it feel more like a hospital. Green, brown, sand colors, dark blue, dark grey maybe. Just slam something on the wall and check how it feels. You can always paint it again.