Prologue
Call the fire brigade! Only they can put out the fire under his ass.
Year 1996
America celebrates Independence Day. In honor of this, Will Smith saves the planet from an alien attack with a computer virus. I'm saving the planet by coordinating fighters with equipped laser guns. Alas, salvation is not in the movie, but in the game UFO: Enemy Unknown. At this moment I understand that I want to work in IT. But not because of interest in the device of a laser gun or the coolness of computer viruses. All because of another computer game - Leisure Suit Larry. The same game has cartoons and boobs! What else is needed for a normal growing up of a boy? Only one thing - so that Mom does not find a game. And whatever it is found, it must be hidden. This is how I learned what MS-DOS and Windows are.
Year 1999
The Wachowski brothers talked about the matrix, and Bomfunk MC's recorded the single Freestyler. Half the city walks around in dark glasses singing "raka maca fo" and dreaming of escaping the matrix. I didn't want to get out of the matrix. I wanted to organize a computer network in a neighboring house and understand how the magic letters IPX / SPX differ from TCP / IP. That's how I got to know Linux and the network stack.
Year 2004
Will Smith saves humanity again, but about robots. I'm going to college for electrical engineering. There are no robots or computer networks in the electric power industry, and even more so there are no boobs. Zero motivation. I am not a robot, I have dreams. deduction. That's how I learned how easy it is to disappoint a family.
Year 2005
We were lied to! Bruce Wayne is not a millionaire and Batman. Batman is Christian Bale. It's decided. I will become Batman for IT of our city. I will help anyone who will light the Bat signal in the form of a "blue screen of death". That's how I learned about outsourcing.
Year 2007
Optimus Prime and Megatron landed on earth. The planet is in danger! Where the hell is Will Smith? Who will save humanity from extinction? Well, definitely not me. How can you go save the world when you have a real Cisco switch in your hands, and a real HP server lies next to it in a box? So I learned about professional and career growth.
Year 2009
The internet is full of blue giant jokes. Many males are hunted down in the club of females to attach their guild. But I'm not up to it. I am now an engineer. So I learned about my family's dreams that I would become an engineer. After all, they grew up in the USSR, and in the Soviet Union the word Engineer sounded proud.
Year 2011
The first time an interview immediately with the IT director. Rumor has it that at first there was only him and his great program, and then business appeared around all this. I wish I had a NZT pill now to know all the areas of darkness and it would not be scary. And so we met - two ordinary people with the same set of limbs. His first question is, do I know C+? My first question is what is their RTO? The answers of both are like the lowing of cows. I am accepted. But why is everything so simple? Soon I understand β any cant um = my cant. It doesn't matter that the programmers updated the back-end from their laptop via wifi. The programmer cannot make a mistake, and the program is perfect. This is all a stupid administrator, he does not understand anything in this life. The processes of the admin (well, those from the shoulders) needed to grow in the pelvic area. That's how I learned what gray hair is.
Year 2013
This is all because I'm in the commercial trading business. Here in serious offices all respect each other. And what could be more serious than Banks? Only not banks on Wall Street (there are a lot of wolves), but local small banks. And here I am in costume. I am addressed to you. They listen to my opinion, but why is it so boring? Lots of bureaucracy, no change, no innovation. I'm suffocating. That's how I found out about burnout.
Year 2014
The edge of the future is blurred. Half a day I drink tea, half a day I look for another job. Bingo! Also a bank, but federal and with steep tasks to unite branches. I go through an interview and get an offer. From the very first week, he was bombarded with work on projects. Checkmate routine! Strong involvement makes itself felt - I almost live at work (difference from MSC + 7). The projects are completed and the reward is a letter of reduction in my rate. So I found out how a girl feels when you break up with her by SMS.
Year 2015
Broken and depressed. Again in retail. There is no team, every man for himself. The manager cannot distinguish between a flash drive and an sfp. Crash after crash. I take matters into my own hands. A lot of informal communication with the team, a lot of exchange of experience. The game of team lead imitation is won. I am the new head of infrastructure. Well, now I will teach everyone to live and take revenge on everyone. And harmful marketers who canβt make layouts for the site, and programmers who love to optimize their code with the phrases βyou need to add processors and memory and SSD disks to the serverβ, and accountants with their clumsy accounting of IT assets in 1C. My ardor was quickly cooled by a call to the carpet to the IT director. My hemispheres have never had such passionate sex. I learned a lot of new things, and that marketers are great - they earn money, and that programmers are the luminaries of our company and the director himself is a former programmer (dΓ©jΓ vu or something), and that very smart people work in accounting, and clumsy accounting is due to the fact that I cannot organize this accounting.
OK. Challenge accepted. Change of wardrobe. Library change. Obtaining a red profile diploma of higher education. More conferences and meetings - less communication with the team. More mentoring and consulting means less technical manual work. The team is tight-knit and trained. All projects and objects were delivered on time. So I became a manager.
Year 2018
My venom is hungry. It can cost data centers in fields where there is no one but gophers. He wants to dive into digital transformation. He requires digital for breakfast, lunch and dinner. So I went to St. Petersburg.
Year 1915
DW Griffith releases The Birth of a Nation. Many people left the hall while watching the film. The film makes such a strong impression on the public that protests of both the "black" and "white" population begin.
So I have a very strong impression after the move, but I canβt leave the hall.
Why can't I leave the room? Because I am so self-confident in my abilities that I sold everything in the last city, took out a mortgage and bought a home in St. Petersburg. And I'm still confident.
It's only been 5 months that I can't find a job π
The flame of the fire appeared at the time of the search - only programmers are needed here.
I went through several interviews (both technical and managerial) and everywhere they were interested in my programming skills. When I asked why the head of the department responsible for the data center should know 1C programming or GO, they looked at me through the eyes of an owl.
After this interview, the fire allowed me to cook bacon and eggs on it.
I won't focus on HR in general. Maybe someday I will decide on another article, and it will be devoted to HR. Now about something else. So I submitted my CV in November, in January I was invited. Good interviews. The position of "playing-coach". Feedback that I liked it, but they will look at more candidates before the end of January. Extended until the end of February. Now until the end of March.
I am writing to a friend. Please send his CV to this company. In a week, he passed the interview, received an offer and the βIβm a cool dudeβ achievement. Guess who is he? Programmer.
Turned off the heating - the whole family is heated by the fire.
A distinctive feature of vacancies in the West for me was the presence of a requirement for conversational English. It doesn't matter what company or profession. I can't understand is this a tribute to fashion or a necessity? Decided to check. Made a "fake" cv of a technician. sent to similar companies. I go through a telephone interview, it comes to a conversation in English, and I honestly admit that the level is bad. Outcome - rejection. We make a βfakeβ cv of a programmer. We send it to those companies where we sent the technician's linden. Results - we get more resumes. The lack of spoken English bothers few people.
We live with neighbors - the fire burned a hole in the ceiling for them.
It seems I'm on the right track. This is already 4 interviews and it is with the owners. Prior to that, financial and personnel directors were passed, as well as a conversation with a former colonel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs (oh, what am I - there are no former ones). We talk for 3 hours, discussed everything from spaceships to staff reductions. Already on you. And then this phrase βHow are you with programming?β
Here is my lynch. They never called me back.
The energy of the fire is enough to heat the whole house and underground parking.
When did the birth of a nation take place? Nation of programmers. I thought, and still think so, that in the city where I grew up, programmers are more valuable because there was nothing at all. But it was before, but now I got into the Internet and found a solution to any problem. Now any monkey can compile a piece of code or install an OS. And before you throw the poop of this monkey at me, think about the fact that I took the simplest examples. Not every monkey will write an application or a good program, and not every monkey will build you a normal infrastructure for the back-end of this program to work. These tasks can only be done by experienced primates.
Until now, the template is torn. Why should a manager or an engineer program. No, well, if you are a head of programmers or there is DevOps in an IT startup, then of course you need it. And if you are a pure integrator, why do you need this kung fu?
There is not a single article about how someone quit programming and became a "master of machines."
There is no "how to become a cisco engineer" course. All podcasts for developers. Instagram offered me to become a blockchain programmer in 5 days. Come on! The world was created in 7 days, but you can become a programmer in 5. What?
Social Employer surveys are for developers only.
Hundreds of articles on how to teach a child to code and none on how to make a child an engineer. But in the Soviet Union, the word Engineer sounded proudly ...
Finale
Year 2019. The Wachowski brothers became sisters. A remake of Freestyler has been made. The fire brigade never arrived. Outside the window, snow is melting either from spring, or from a fire under his ass.
Acknowledgements
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Source: habr.com