A coworker once got an HR talking-to for printing this meme out and leaving it on all the dev’s desks.

I once tanked a production service by assuming it could handle at least as much load as my laptop on residential sub-gigabit Internet could produce.

I was wrong by at least an order of magnitude.

A decent compromise might be to pick a short phrase she can remember, and make all her passwords that phrase+the name of the service.

Like her bank password would be “iloveop+bank”, her Netflix would be iloveop+netflix", etc.

My mom’s password manager is a pen and paper notebook. It’s not ideal, but it keeps me from having to reset everything every month, and she chooses slightly more complex passwords since she doesn’t have to remember them (even though she is slowly memorizing them)

The book was so on point people still argue if it was pro or anti fascism.

Shoot for the FALGSC, fall amongst the CyberpunkDystopia.

War will be automated too. That’s going to be “fun” too. Not even Star Trek skipped that part.

Believe it or not, things can exist independently of Marx having described them.

Greed is never satisfied?

This statement has strong Bilbo " I like less than half of you as well as you deserve" energy

(No hate, it just struck me as funny)

If you’re reading this and have never tried this, get some, it’s a religious experience. You might find god. God might be a very sick cat.

Exactly. This asshole wants people to stop yelling at them for “just wanting a fiscal conservative” in office. (The guy in the pic, not OP)

Try contracting in your spare time to get some variety.

Try contracting full time If you want to fast forward to that next life.

It took me a year but I broke my team of this habit. The trick was to remind them that the parking lot shouldn’t be scheduled. The whole point is that you continue conversations organically so that it’s more like the beginning of a working session instead of the end of a meeting.

Apple is a strange beast. I was at their space ship HQ getting interviewed, and the guy kept pointing random facts about it. Like, this particular wood was harvested in the winter so that made it better, or that entire segments can be siloed off, or that the full height glass walls of the cafeteria can be opened on pivots, and there was just so much effort in making sure things worked just right.

Meanwhile [this team] had to test software fixes for their product by provisioning ancient Mac mini’s in a closet lab because they wanted to test the “full experience” and so every patch and update they had to do was painful and horribly tested. They all hated each other (which was obvious to me just from my time in their interviews, so it must have gotten really bad during the workday I imagine). Everyone seemed on edge all the time. Even the people in the hallways. But they were all super excited that they could order lattes from the iPads tethered to the break room countertops. And they had an apple orchard I guess. The idea of changing how they do what they do was completely unentertainable.

The whole experience felt surreal, like I had stepped into the world according to The Onion.

Whelp, I’m dead. GG hippo.

Do a Darco Arcology next!

It was very much a product of its time. It was alright.

It is, and it’s a valid complaint. Go and Rust have handled it differently than Python or JavaScript, and all of them have their faults and bonuses.