Western Digital My Book or a Seagate Freeagent Desk ?
I have just realised that my current storage capacity (bought 5 and 6 years ago respectively) isnt enough to handle the storage requirements of ...welll.. 5 and 6 years later respectively.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Million dollar question (actually, a 5,800 rupee question)...
Western Digital My Book or a Seagate Freeagent Desk ?
I have just realised that my current storage capacity (bought 5 and 6 years ago respectively) isnt enough to handle the storage requirements of ...welll.. 5 and 6 years later respectively.
Western Digital My Book or a Seagate Freeagent Desk ?
I have just realised that my current storage capacity (bought 5 and 6 years ago respectively) isnt enough to handle the storage requirements of ...welll.. 5 and 6 years later respectively.
You know its a worrying sign when the GPRS call volume on your phone crosses 45,000+ units in a single month.
Urgent measures needed to be adopted to compensate -
- Quit office breakfast.
- Quit office lunch.
- Quit office food altogether (better start begging colleagues for chai!)
- Wait extra hours in office so that my bus pass can be blackmarketed (I can use the free afterhours cab service).
- Invest in a thermos flask , to be filled with vending machine tea/coffee, and sold to all those guys standing outside the gate smoking.
- Start praying for the remainder (if any) of my variable pay to materialise miraculously.
Urgent measures needed to be adopted to compensate -
- Quit office breakfast.
- Quit office lunch.
- Quit office food altogether (better start begging colleagues for chai!)
- Wait extra hours in office so that my bus pass can be blackmarketed (I can use the free afterhours cab service).
- Invest in a thermos flask , to be filled with vending machine tea/coffee, and sold to all those guys standing outside the gate smoking.
- Start praying for the remainder (if any) of my variable pay to materialise miraculously.
Door Sign
"Oracle Apps Develpment Team"
Says a the sign posted on a door outside a closed, inaccessible to us section of my floor.
Says volumes about the stuff being develpd there. Infact, this reflects the overall attitude of the company towards dev work in general , as far as I am concerned.
Time to save naukri.com in my favourites.
Says a the sign posted on a door outside a closed, inaccessible to us section of my floor.
Says volumes about the stuff being develpd there. Infact, this reflects the overall attitude of the company towards dev work in general , as far as I am concerned.
Time to save naukri.com in my favourites.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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Heights of loserish behaviour :
Playing Excel games all day long to pass the time.
On your office laptop.
..on a weekend. :(
Playing Excel games all day long to pass the time.
On your office laptop.
..on a weekend. :(
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
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When did we lose it ?
Once thought to be a bastion of forward thinking.
Places where ideas were born and the future of the world was decided. Places in which pony tailed guys showed up in jeans and ideated.
Technology was the king and profit was somebody else's problem.
Engineers were the most important asset of an "IT" company and were suitably valued as such.
People who attempted to introduce unnecessary bureaucracy and related processes were routinely taken to a back room and kicked around a bit.
People were proud of their creations. These places had a character, and most of the time a face
too.
And then somewhere along the way... the plot was lost.
Most companies are now run not by people who loved it and are passionate about creating stuff, but by corporations who are in it for the money.
Every morning (or afternoon, or evening) I am bundled into a bus and herded to some large faceless company along with a few thousand others. Punch in , do my stuff according to the established "processes" and when my 9 hours are up, punch out and head with the herd back home. Exactly like an assembly line worker.
Ideating ? You got to be kidding...There is no column in my timesheet where I can put this
against.
Independent thinking? Who needs thinking when you got rules and processes ?
Coding and trying out stuff? I will be shot for SOx violations.
In the list of one thousand of the most important things in an IT company, I, as a software
engineer, come in at around number 758, right below door knobs and just above chair handles. I would have droned on.. but my body and brain refuses to co operate with my will at 4 am in the day , in office.
Do companies like the ones above still exist ?
Heck, do sections in my company exist which function like the above ?
Once thought to be a bastion of forward thinking.
Places where ideas were born and the future of the world was decided. Places in which pony tailed guys showed up in jeans and ideated.
Technology was the king and profit was somebody else's problem.
Engineers were the most important asset of an "IT" company and were suitably valued as such.
People who attempted to introduce unnecessary bureaucracy and related processes were routinely taken to a back room and kicked around a bit.
People were proud of their creations. These places had a character, and most of the time a face
too.
And then somewhere along the way... the plot was lost.
Most companies are now run not by people who loved it and are passionate about creating stuff, but by corporations who are in it for the money.
Every morning (or afternoon, or evening) I am bundled into a bus and herded to some large faceless company along with a few thousand others. Punch in , do my stuff according to the established "processes" and when my 9 hours are up, punch out and head with the herd back home. Exactly like an assembly line worker.
Ideating ? You got to be kidding...There is no column in my timesheet where I can put this
against.
Independent thinking? Who needs thinking when you got rules and processes ?
Coding and trying out stuff? I will be shot for SOx violations.
In the list of one thousand of the most important things in an IT company, I, as a software
engineer, come in at around number 758, right below door knobs and just above chair handles. I would have droned on.. but my body and brain refuses to co operate with my will at 4 am in the day , in office.
Do companies like the ones above still exist ?
Heck, do sections in my company exist which function like the above ?
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This happened in the middle of last week. It was around 6 pm. Issues were dropping in like bird droppings on a statue.
I was staring at the growing unattended list in my inbox in a kind of glazed expressionless trance which can only come from continuously looking at hopelessness.
Felt a tap on my shoulder. "I need you to go ahead and carry out an exercise in facial expression control", said my manager to a very startled me.
"Me..?? But I... I mean..", I began. "Go..!", came the interruption, with some decisive thumb pointing ,not unlike a swimming instructor telling his very scared student to jump in.
What happened for the next 30 minutes can only be described as hilariously pitiful. One moment I wanted to laugh out loud...really hard, the next I was enveloped in a kind of why-on-earth-I-am-here fear. Every single one of my facial muscles was hurting from a concerted effort to not let them do what they were attempting to. I did indeed periodically nod in order to break the monotony of thought (self pity!) , and so did the other person. I am pretty sure both of us were thinking that the other one is,without question,correct.
Tips on how to keep a straight face while interviewing someone (while knowing you absolutely dont belong there) would be greatly appreciated..
I was staring at the growing unattended list in my inbox in a kind of glazed expressionless trance which can only come from continuously looking at hopelessness.
Felt a tap on my shoulder. "I need you to go ahead and carry out an exercise in facial expression control", said my manager to a very startled me.
"Me..?? But I... I mean..", I began. "Go..!", came the interruption, with some decisive thumb pointing ,not unlike a swimming instructor telling his very scared student to jump in.
What happened for the next 30 minutes can only be described as hilariously pitiful. One moment I wanted to laugh out loud...really hard, the next I was enveloped in a kind of why-on-earth-I-am-here fear. Every single one of my facial muscles was hurting from a concerted effort to not let them do what they were attempting to. I did indeed periodically nod in order to break the monotony of thought (self pity!) , and so did the other person. I am pretty sure both of us were thinking that the other one is,without question,correct.
Tips on how to keep a straight face while interviewing someone (while knowing you absolutely dont belong there) would be greatly appreciated..
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