I used to take Amtrak to Sacramento to visit my parents after they retired from Silicon Valley in the 1990's. The first and last time I ever heard a steam hose hissing was when some kids put debris on the track in Oakland that the train ran over and a broken steam hose banged against the carriage underneath my seat. The train slowly came to a halt from traveling at 65 MPH. An engineer spent ten minutes replacing the hose. We were on our way as if nothing happened.
I graduated the eight grade with a fifth grade math/writing skills and a college-level reading skills. Didn't bother to go to high school, taught myself at home. The adult high school program refused to enroll me because I scored too high on their entrance exam and had zero high school credits, as it would take me five years to get a G.E.D. from them. They told me to go to community college instead. I spent four years at the community college to earn an associate degree in general education, working my way up from remedial math and English.
When I went back to school to learn computer programming at the community college in 2002, Uncle Sam picked up the tab with a $3,000 tax credit to learn a new skill set. I went from being a video game tester in a dead end job to being an I.T. support technician in a wide open field.
Meh... Work computer is restricted to IE9 (i.e., the new IE6 for intranet websites). No spellchecker available. Everything is horribly broken on this web browser.
Junior?! That's funny. I was the most experienced tech for that one night job. The contracting company hired two fresh out of high school students who thought they were hot stuff for unboxing a Dell computer without looking at the unboxing diagram first. The job was simple: removed the TR cable, plugged in Ethernet cable, and test video app for 300 computers. These two jokers plugged the Ethernet cable into the TR port instead of the motherboard port, and didn't catch their mistake because they didn't test the video app. Worse, the IBM project manager sent them home without checking their work first. Oh, well. I got didn't leave the job until 3:30AM and got four hours in OT pay for fixing their mistakes.
I learned electronics on those on old Tek scopes in early 1990's. One day I slapped the scope in the side because it wasn't working right. My instructor came over and told me to never ever slap the scope under any circumstances. A moment later he slapped the scope and the problem went away. Go figure.
I did a one-night job in 2005 to convert a token ring network into an Ethernet network at a Wall Street branch office in Silicon Valley. First and last time that I ever saw a token ring network in the wilds.
I had a Black MacBook (2006) that ran for eight years until the CPU fan went kablooey. The only reason I didn't take it down to the Apple Store to get it repaired was the obsolete 32-bit CPU. Newer updates for installed software are now 64-bit only.
You never look bad for having worked at a failed start-up.
You will look bad if the recruiters and hiring managers discover that you're lying about your resume. My current job requires a government security clearance. A two-hour investigate interview became four hours as the investigator nitpicked my work history to death. Having two or more jobs at the same time in this economy was a security concern. Having lived in the same apartment for nine years also raised some eyebrows. I'm just not a normal American.
The real problem regarding resumes is what you done in your last three positions. While I was unemployed for two years (2009-10), recruiters looked at my help desk resume, assumed that I wanted to do help desk, and told me that they had no help desk jobs available. Never mind that I wasn't applying for a help desk job. After I worked six months as a part-time PC technician for a moving company, recruiters figured out that I could do other jobs not related to help desk.
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It does help to own a DeLorean.
I used to take Amtrak to Sacramento to visit my parents after they retired from Silicon Valley in the 1990's. The first and last time I ever heard a steam hose hissing was when some kids put debris on the track in Oakland that the train ran over and a broken steam hose banged against the carriage underneath my seat. The train slowly came to a halt from traveling at 65 MPH. An engineer spent ten minutes replacing the hose. We were on our way as if nothing happened.
Nah, they found it inside a dust bunny that was glowing in the dark.
A space ship is not designed to hold up against a salt water environment.
That was obvious in the last Star Trek movie.
Screw Mars! Go to Venus or stay home!
NASA's budget will shrink so much that the asteroid will become a basketball being diverted into a hoop at Cape Canaveral.
Four classical languages: French -> Royalty, Latin -> Religious, English/German -> Commoners, Dick Waving -> Peasants.
I graduated the eight grade with a fifth grade math/writing skills and a college-level reading skills. Didn't bother to go to high school, taught myself at home. The adult high school program refused to enroll me because I scored too high on their entrance exam and had zero high school credits, as it would take me five years to get a G.E.D. from them. They told me to go to community college instead. I spent four years at the community college to earn an associate degree in general education, working my way up from remedial math and English.
When I went back to school to learn computer programming at the community college in 2002, Uncle Sam picked up the tab with a $3,000 tax credit to learn a new skill set. I went from being a video game tester in a dead end job to being an I.T. support technician in a wide open field.
A spellchecker will help me catch misspellings.
Meh... Work computer is restricted to IE9 (i.e., the new IE6 for intranet websites). No spellchecker available. Everything is horribly broken on this web browser.
Why is this news for nerds?
The useful life of the B-52 bombers got extended to 2044.
Junior?! That's funny. I was the most experienced tech for that one night job. The contracting company hired two fresh out of high school students who thought they were hot stuff for unboxing a Dell computer without looking at the unboxing diagram first. The job was simple: removed the TR cable, plugged in Ethernet cable, and test video app for 300 computers. These two jokers plugged the Ethernet cable into the TR port instead of the motherboard port, and didn't catch their mistake because they didn't test the video app. Worse, the IBM project manager sent them home without checking their work first. Oh, well. I got didn't leave the job until 3:30AM and got four hours in OT pay for fixing their mistakes.
I learned electronics on those on old Tek scopes in early 1990's. One day I slapped the scope in the side because it wasn't working right. My instructor came over and told me to never ever slap the scope under any circumstances. A moment later he slapped the scope and the problem went away. Go figure.
I did a one-night job in 2005 to convert a token ring network into an Ethernet network at a Wall Street branch office in Silicon Valley. First and last time that I ever saw a token ring network in the wilds.
I had a Black MacBook (2006) that ran for eight years until the CPU fan went kablooey. The only reason I didn't take it down to the Apple Store to get it repaired was the obsolete 32-bit CPU. Newer updates for installed software are now 64-bit only.
Ask Mario the plumber.
Still, the notion of a starivore -- an organism that literally devours stars -- may sound a bit crazy, even to a seasoned sci-fi fan.
Someone obviously haven't read "Saga of The Seven Suns" by Kevin J. Anderson.
Flavoured sugar is different, especially if you sniff it up your nose.
As we say in Silicon Valley, "It's not your granddaddy's Radio Shack anymore."
You never look bad for having worked at a failed start-up.
You will look bad if the recruiters and hiring managers discover that you're lying about your resume. My current job requires a government security clearance. A two-hour investigate interview became four hours as the investigator nitpicked my work history to death. Having two or more jobs at the same time in this economy was a security concern. Having lived in the same apartment for nine years also raised some eyebrows. I'm just not a normal American.
The real problem regarding resumes is what you done in your last three positions. While I was unemployed for two years (2009-10), recruiters looked at my help desk resume, assumed that I wanted to do help desk, and told me that they had no help desk jobs available. Never mind that I wasn't applying for a help desk job. After I worked six months as a part-time PC technician for a moving company, recruiters figured out that I could do other jobs not related to help desk.
They're not the peanut M&M's.
No, no, no. Notes should read: "Hey, kids! This is your inheritance!"