On several occasions I have had to make code changes while several miles underground in a coal mine.
The first time was really horrible because it was a start up and a lot of the niceties of the mine (proper drainage, an elevator to get in and out) were not in place, so I had to work while standing in gigantic puddles of muck with my laptop on the back of a mining machine. We had to go in and out in the same bucket they used to hoist the coal out of the mine. Not to mention the fact that the mine foreman was breathing down our necks the whole time.
The second time was a little better, but that only really meant that it was marginally less dirty and slightly safer (Though, the last day of that trip I didn't have to go underground because the ventilation system had issues and the mine filled up with methane, so go fig). This time I was there more to babysit, but that didn't make the experience any less miserable. I still had to stay in some backwoods motel, and I still had an equally as grumpy foreman constantly grilling me.
Soon after that I was interviewing at other companies and was able to get out without incurring black lung. I still get chills when I see TV ads for coal energy.
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On several occasions I have had to make code changes while several miles underground in a coal mine.
The first time was really horrible because it was a start up and a lot of the niceties of the mine (proper drainage, an elevator to get in and out) were not in place, so I had to work while standing in gigantic puddles of muck with my laptop on the back of a mining machine. We had to go in and out in the same bucket they used to hoist the coal out of the mine. Not to mention the fact that the mine foreman was breathing down our necks the whole time.
The second time was a little better, but that only really meant that it was marginally less dirty and slightly safer (Though, the last day of that trip I didn't have to go underground because the ventilation system had issues and the mine filled up with methane, so go fig). This time I was there more to babysit, but that didn't make the experience any less miserable. I still had to stay in some backwoods motel, and I still had an equally as grumpy foreman constantly grilling me.
Soon after that I was interviewing at other companies and was able to get out without incurring black lung. I still get chills when I see TV ads for coal energy.