Wow, I lasted one day. 11PM-8AM...by 3AM I felt like literally throwing up. These companies are barely sub-infinite tangles of servers, OSes, mainframes, proprietary command-lines and hundred of terabytes of files.
What the hell?! - a tape backup system with 400 80GB cartidges? 32,000 gigabytes in just ONE data center. These companies aren't building nuclear weapons or simulating black holes, it's just fucking paperwork! They don't produce ANYTHING!
And the environment - windowless, open floorplan, squeeky loud ventilation, fluorescent lights, no breaks, no lunch, and I'm 3 locked doors away from a speedy escape. I'd compare it to something out of 'Brazil' but it was so much worse.
Christ, humans were not meant to work in those environments and at those hours. That place was unfit for a planaria, much less an attractive upper mammal like myself.
'Don't ever work for an insurance company' seems to be the lesson I've learned in my first 40 years.
Onward and upward I guess.
1 comment:
Not really, I'm 38.
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