Wait, weren’t you jewish? I know there are such things as male-chauvinistic women and rich folk who haven’t worked a day in their lives yet think they’re “very much with the workers of the world” (who must, by the way, unite) - but that’s people who have less braincells than one of the lactobacillus in your gut. Like that moron you’re talking about, you know.
taxi, given that I almost got flunked out of college because
my programming exercise for algebra II was much, much faster than any the teacher had seen before (including his own, which is where it stung), and this was, afaict, because
I used a way of making loops which was not the one he liked best, and which I chose because
it was the way which made sense to me,
what you said about using other people’s code seems perfectly logical.
(Why do I understand “for next” better than “do until”? No idea; for the same reason noses have two holes, I guess)
I tend to feel similarly about other people’s functional designs. That’s only “tend”, though, sometimes I have worked with someone-else’s-designs which made sense to me. After many experiences inheriting stuff designed by extrauniversal aliens, seeing one that makes sense makes me want to call up whomever created it to verify we’re not long-lost siblings.
The not sure if it’s good or not news: my crystal ball was right when it figured the “interface” between the system we have to replace for one of my client’s divisions and this other system they’re keeping is manual and juuuuust sort of digital. That is, it isn’t quite at the point of someone printing out the data from Program A and digitating it into Program B - but almost. So I don’t have to do anything for that particular division. Which means I’m now officially “redundant” for an undefined while. Which may or may not suck.
The :smack: news: I got an ad for a project back home which sounds neat but, given the location, there was a high risk it would be for the place where I had “I don’t pay you to think, I pay you to solve problems” boss. It is. Damnit. Good company except for that detail (plus I’ve eventually realized that I simply hate “maintenance” type jobs and this one is implementation, which I do like), buuuuut I don’t think they’ll be eager to take me back, given the skidmarks my wheels left on the parking lot the last time…