After setting up my own network, and trying to (kinda sorta) do it the right way (multiple SSIDs, vlan segregation, restrictive firewalls for iot, VPN to a VPS, etc.) — I have so much respect for network engineers. First month with my new router, felt like I “broke the Internet” every other day.
Or he could go it operations where every day is “a bad day to stop sniffing glue” because you are the only thing keeping the house of cards up while dev and network squabble over who’s foot cannon broke shit this time.
As a developer who knows enough about networking and servers to know when I’m out of my depth, I’m sorry for my colleague. If it’s any consolation we all think they are an idiot as well
Networking has to be the most confusing and tedious IT work I’ve ever done. I still don’t fully understand all the basics of security. But by far the worst part is that troubleshooting can’t be done like normal programming. Network troubleshooting takes forever, and all you get is a working network. Network work feels so dull even I have a hard time seeing my effort.
No kidding. There’s no debugger. You can’t just set a breakpoint and see what’s going on under the hood. It’s more like playing Russian roulette and hoping you don’t bring the whole network down.
It’s messing with the wiring while it’s still hot and there often isn’t a better way to do it.
What if I told you a car is not necessary for travel. Take the red ticket, and it all ends. You board your flight and go back to the west, back to your long highways and calculated suburbs. But take the blue ticket, and I show you how far these two feet can walk.
Put him on the first rocket to mars but make sure you filter the news feed from earth to scrub out any mention of him at all, and replace them with sentences giving credit to his subordinates.
The problem with Santa Tracker is that he only visits like 20 cities accross the globe.
I live in bumfuck nowhere and I still get presents. That’s how I know that Google is lying.
As someone who lives at a city of casinos, I can tell y’all that I have no love for them. It’s quite the depressing scene inside a casino believe it or not. People spend all of their pay checks and pension gambling while breathing in cigarette smoke
I don’t need to live near one to realise that. Went to visit Vegas some 10 years ago and spent one of those days just walking from casino to casino, seeing those slot machine zombies depressed the fuck out of me real fast.
26 year old here. Happens constantly. I really wish reality would let me kinda pause time for a second like in a video game, so I have time to weigh up my options. Tbh tho, I’d probably still end up regretting things I’ve said
I’m getting better though. I can have a conversation with most people and most likely not say something completely fucking retarded. But there are times I say dumb shit and end up reliving those moments constantly in my head.
One thing you can do for a pause in the conversation, is simply to put a thoughtful look on your face and stroke your chin for a moment while you figure out the best answer. This way the person you’re talking to knows that you were listening, so they don’t feel ignored, and it gives you that moments pause you need. Plus, bonus, sometimes they think you’re smarter and more thoughtful than you actually are.
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