.. of alcohol and math.

               Ever argue a point with somebody? Ever do it when the other person doesn’t know math? What’s this supposed to mean? Well, somebody didn’t understand why the mileage on the car can be off if your tyres aren’t the standard size. I mean, the odometer knows about speed variations, so you can’t argue that. But it’s off quite a bit if it comes to checking it against some GPS tracking device (and I’m supposed to know, apparently, crazy notion). I tried to tell him, but without success, at least until I managed to get myself rather tipsy. Alcohol makes me a better teacher, apparently. So how? Continue reading


Guides and other desires

               It’s never too late to do something about your life. Contrary to popular belief (or my own), my own synapses didn’t start firing until well after the age of 30. I am adapting, I’m learning, but unfortunately, my way of doing things is like climbing a steep slope – I have to cover a lot of ground in a short time, since everybody my age sort of passed me years ago. So I’m doing crazy things I wouldn’t normally do, even if I’m not exactly a poster-boy for the new scientist movement to begin with. Continue reading

Woman in the city

… equality means the wolf deciding to eat either a monkey or a cow by giving them the same test – to climb a tree.

               I don’t think women can work everything a man can. I also think they shouldn’t be prevented from trying. What I hate about our society is entitlement – if I’m a woman and want a job, it belongs to me. It doesn’t matter the job requires tall people, the company should provide a stair or a chair. It doesn’t matter if it’s a job for strong, athletic types – I’m short and fat, I want the job, you have to change the requirements to fit me. I deserve that. I’m perfect just the way I am, you have to accept me. You don’t accept me? Then you’re discriminating me, opressing me, and I believe it’s not fair. I hear men doing that, but it’s mostly the women who do it. Why? No idea. I can’t understand how I think, I don’t understand how my wife thinks, you think I’ll understand random strangers? Continue reading

Work ethics (part 2)

               I remember the first time I’ve been told “We want you!”, I really felt my ego popping some of the buttons on my shirt. It felt good, no, that’s an understatement – it felt incredible. I love working, I love challenges, I love the feeling of getting something done. However, I can see things changing around my current corner of happy place. It’s been changing for years, in small steps, which is why I didn’t see it coming until a few years ago. There used to be an understanding between the employees and their employers – the employees worked and the employers paid them. The employer didn’t have to make the worker happy, and the worker didn’t owe the company anything outside of sufficient work of high quality. Sure, you did overtime if it was needed but because overtime was the exception and not a normal situation, both the company and the employees got a fair bargain. Overtime used to be helping the company fulfill an unexpected order, it meant bigger pay for those doing it. You could work more if you needed money but not because you had to. That’s changed. Ethic changed. How? Continue reading

Of work (part 1)

… and other disasters. It’s something one learns only when it’s almost too late to change the outcome. If you’re looking for a summary, here it is: “Don’t work for companies who make a habit out of hiring managers from the outside and look for jobs in technical areas, doing things that aren’t changing over the years or with every gizmo or fashion trend”. Now go back to your pictures of cats, you’re safe.

               Going above and beyond the call of duty, when working for somebody else, is a sure way of placing yourself in the spotlight. All work and no play makes one manager in 5 to 10 years, or so they say. They do say, because it’s in their interest, even though it’s also a stupid thing to do from where I’m standing. No, they don’t teach that in school – you’ll get it only after more than 10/15/20 years of hard work and only after you’re neck deep in mortgages, car payments, college funds, Iphone, Ipad, Iwatch, Ipaid and more. You’re hooked. Unless something really bad (or good) happens to you, nothing can make you change that reality. It’s not a popular point among the fashionable media sources. But it’s the horrific reality of now. Continue reading