I already had an alternative for years: my ISP. It has this free service where you login with your account, and pick [chosenname].go.ro - and that's it. Of course, some might consider it as rather limited but I think its more than fitting for a home user.
In a metropolitan area? Not really. Everyone I know has either 500 or 1000 Mbit/s bandwidth, and we just temporarily share folders through filezilla when needed.
The advantage of living in a densely populated area was that I could take a HDD, go to a friend and transfer it directly. The trip back and forth, couple beers and transfer, added up, more than matched downloading it through modem lines, alone and munching own nails.
Returning it was... complicated. It was a corporate.acquired device, through a corporate buyer, with lots of paperwork and waiting time involved. And I really needed it for back-up.
Well, WD fucked me in the ass once with the MyBook external 4 TB drive. I bought one (and paid heftily for it) only to run into endless issues with eSATA randomly disconnecting for no apparent reason. Turns out that there's an "incompatibility" between their rather strange eSATA controller and Marvell onboard mobo controller, which was known by WD but never mentioned in the product description or on the box, let alone while purchasing the device.
I had to dig the issue up in their KB and when I asked them about it, they said "tough luck, use another mobo controller".
So I had to pull out the HDDs and buy two eSATA enclosures, which basically means I paid 60 extra bucks on stuff I shouldn't have bought at all, let alone the price difference between two 2TB bare drives and the fancy myBook enclosure (which was about 200 bucks as well).
I did have career experience AND recommendation from a Dell employee. All that was missing was that piece of paper which apparently had more weight than everything else.
I'm sorry, but I actually am in a position I *can* choose who to work for. And if the corporate culture sucks ass, then I'd stay away from it. Of course, I didn't SAY "fuck off", I mean I refused politely, but the point still stands. If you disregard experience, achievements and a plethora of certifications simply because the "college graduate" stamp is missing, then I simply don't want to work for you.
That said - On average, I would say a college degree proves one, and only one, thing about you - That you had the ability to learn enough, and follow directions enough, to complete the basic requirements of that degree... And that already puts you in the top third of applicants, even if you smoked your way through a humanities major.
HR: "this guy is perfect as a corporate drone". Hiring Manager: "OK, make him an offer."
Two years ago I applied for a position at a large It company (*ahem*Dell*ahem*). I was nixed because I was a college drop-out (for financial reasons but who the fuck cares) and a graduate was chosen. They never actually said that (never provided any feedback except the ubiquitous "we gonna call you"), but I knew because I have friends working there. Last year they asked me to come to a "final" interview. I asked them on the phone what happened with their graduate who they had chosen and they lied to me, said he left the company for another opportunity (I knew for a fact he was fired for being incompetent). I told them to fuck off and find another graduate, because apparently the previous one was great, since he moved forward, wasn't he?
Not saying graduates suck, but choosing one over another simply because of an extra piece of paper is retarded. But that's really not surprising when you apply for a large company with a fucked up culture.
Wow. After being under constant scrutiny and surveillance for 44 years (1945- december 1989), people in Romania got used to it AND stopped freaking out about it. As for your final statements, sorry to break this to you buddy, but you (not you specifically, but a general "you") already are a slave, a pet, a tool, a zoo animal anyway. You eat what's given to you, you consume what's rammed down your mental throat, you suffer from "The Johns" syndrome, you guzzle the music, the shows, the movies, the clothing, the adverts anyway. But all of a sudden you're afraid of a camera filming you, because, you know, that's what bothers you, everything else is just fine.
And BTW, there was a guy once photographing my kid, a black one even (boo-hoo). Big deal. Yeah, you might say "but OMGWTFBBQQ that picture's gonna end up on a shady website with creeps masturbating while looking at it" and my reply would be "get treatment, you're paranoid". Why? Because fucking Facebook, that's why. I'll let you make the connection.
Please, by all means, come to Romania, you could even stay at my house, I'll show you where I live, where I work, where I do my shopping, etc. It's cheap, you could even help me with my kid, because he likes to play "plane" and my back is injured and hurts. Yeah, you'd think that by exaggerating you'd scare me into saying "oh no man this is uncool". Well, I won't because I don't think it's such a big deal. Ready when you are for The Osbornes, war4peace version.
Yes, I would be surprised. Actually, not surprised, because that's how people are, that is: primitive monkeys with just a thin glazing of civilization on top. As I mentioned before, I, for one, wouldn't care. I can go past my instinctual fears and primitive reactions and smile, wave and initiate a conversation. After all, I'm going to a bar to socialize, not drink my brains out....but from this point of view, I think I'm part of a small minority.
Not all people. I, for one, couldn't care less. I'm not particularly ugly, obscenely fat, nor do I do embarrassing things in public. In terms of showing up in a recording, I'm just some guy who happened to be around.
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It happened because it's not a bug, rather an intentional behavior. Click the second link in the GP post, read thoroughly.
If it still eats up 1 GB memory for 3 open tabs (or 500 MB with no tabs), then sorry, it's still shit.
He is nice because it is also very low viscosity
But she is nicer than him, that's for sure, mainly because her viscosity is spot on.
Also, "increase in capacity over it's last 4TB drive".
I already had an alternative for years: my ISP. It has this free service where you login with your account, and pick [chosenname].go.ro - and that's it. Of course, some might consider it as rather limited but I think its more than fitting for a home user.
Maybe I should look at this implementation for my upcoming MMO, which will likely go live somewhere in 2030 :)
In a metropolitan area? Not really. Everyone I know has either 500 or 1000 Mbit/s bandwidth, and we just temporarily share folders through filezilla when needed.
The advantage of living in a densely populated area was that I could take a HDD, go to a friend and transfer it directly. The trip back and forth, couple beers and transfer, added up, more than matched downloading it through modem lines, alone and munching own nails.
So much for "fastest in the world".
I have 1000 Mbit at home for 18 bucks a month, flat rate, no limits.
Returning it was... complicated. It was a corporate.acquired device, through a corporate buyer, with lots of paperwork and waiting time involved. And I really needed it for back-up.
Well, WD fucked me in the ass once with the MyBook external 4 TB drive. I bought one (and paid heftily for it) only to run into endless issues with eSATA randomly disconnecting for no apparent reason. Turns out that there's an "incompatibility" between their rather strange eSATA controller and Marvell onboard mobo controller, which was known by WD but never mentioned in the product description or on the box, let alone while purchasing the device.
I had to dig the issue up in their KB and when I asked them about it, they said "tough luck, use another mobo controller".
So I had to pull out the HDDs and buy two eSATA enclosures, which basically means I paid 60 extra bucks on stuff I shouldn't have bought at all, let alone the price difference between two 2TB bare drives and the fancy myBook enclosure (which was about 200 bucks as well).
i would use the shorter, yet better term of "Bullshit" but for the sake of political correctness, your denomination would have to do.
I wonder... maybe that's why you don't see a lot of ninja proctologists out there.
"Punga mare", in Romanian, means "big bag". At first, I thought it was named by a Romanian dude, but I found out that "Punga" comes from Maori.
I did have career experience AND recommendation from a Dell employee. All that was missing was that piece of paper which apparently had more weight than everything else.
I'm from Romania :) and I work for an US-based company... in Romania. :)
That pretty much makes me what you resent in your post. Oh, the irony
I'm sorry, but I actually am in a position I *can* choose who to work for. And if the corporate culture sucks ass, then I'd stay away from it.
Of course, I didn't SAY "fuck off", I mean I refused politely, but the point still stands. If you disregard experience, achievements and a plethora of certifications simply because the "college graduate" stamp is missing, then I simply don't want to work for you.
That said - On average, I would say a college degree proves one, and only one, thing about you - That you had the ability to learn enough, and follow directions enough, to complete the basic requirements of that degree... And that already puts you in the top third of applicants, even if you smoked your way through a humanities major.
HR: "this guy is perfect as a corporate drone".
Hiring Manager: "OK, make him an offer."
Two years ago I applied for a position at a large It company (*ahem*Dell*ahem*). I was nixed because I was a college drop-out (for financial reasons but who the fuck cares) and a graduate was chosen. They never actually said that (never provided any feedback except the ubiquitous "we gonna call you"), but I knew because I have friends working there. Last year they asked me to come to a "final" interview. I asked them on the phone what happened with their graduate who they had chosen and they lied to me, said he left the company for another opportunity (I knew for a fact he was fired for being incompetent). I told them to fuck off and find another graduate, because apparently the previous one was great, since he moved forward, wasn't he?
Not saying graduates suck, but choosing one over another simply because of an extra piece of paper is retarded. But that's really not surprising when you apply for a large company with a fucked up culture.
He mad, bros. He really, really mad. Wooooshhh...
Wow.
After being under constant scrutiny and surveillance for 44 years (1945- december 1989), people in Romania got used to it AND stopped freaking out about it.
As for your final statements, sorry to break this to you buddy, but you (not you specifically, but a general "you") already are a slave, a pet, a tool, a zoo animal anyway. You eat what's given to you, you consume what's rammed down your mental throat, you suffer from "The Johns" syndrome, you guzzle the music, the shows, the movies, the clothing, the adverts anyway.
But all of a sudden you're afraid of a camera filming you, because, you know, that's what bothers you, everything else is just fine.
And BTW, there was a guy once photographing my kid, a black one even (boo-hoo). Big deal. Yeah, you might say "but OMGWTFBBQQ that picture's gonna end up on a shady website with creeps masturbating while looking at it" and my reply would be "get treatment, you're paranoid". Why? Because fucking Facebook, that's why. I'll let you make the connection.
Please, by all means, come to Romania, you could even stay at my house, I'll show you where I live, where I work, where I do my shopping, etc. It's cheap, you could even help me with my kid, because he likes to play "plane" and my back is injured and hurts.
Yeah, you'd think that by exaggerating you'd scare me into saying "oh no man this is uncool". Well, I won't because I don't think it's such a big deal.
Ready when you are for The Osbornes, war4peace version.
Well said. I concur, and I think you kinda nailed it spot-on.
Yes, I would be surprised. Actually, not surprised, because that's how people are, that is: primitive monkeys with just a thin glazing of civilization on top. ...but from this point of view, I think I'm part of a small minority.
As I mentioned before, I, for one, wouldn't care. I can go past my instinctual fears and primitive reactions and smile, wave and initiate a conversation. After all, I'm going to a bar to socialize, not drink my brains out.
Not all people.
I, for one, couldn't care less. I'm not particularly ugly, obscenely fat, nor do I do embarrassing things in public. In terms of showing up in a recording, I'm just some guy who happened to be around.
There you go, there's the sense of accomplishment, exactly what the parent tries to play down.