Wishing for my death or a World War. Either will do. Because FML or this world.
Perhaps the biggest joke was why they rejected me. Apparently I only used “basic concepts of object oriented programming.” I found that to be the best because using anything more advanced might diffuse the logic too much, something I didn’t like. But, no, they probably think I should use everything in “Clean Code” because they probably worship that book.
My problem counter displays in Hexadecimal. So it can handle more than 99, upto FF.
The company is called GeoStru, which is their Sales and Marketing. The offshoot of that, that is responsible for development is called Engsoft SRL. It is located in Romania.
Having a job sucks. Not having a job, and constantly being ignored or rejected does a number on my mental health too.
A company I applied for gave me a take home assignment, I said that I would only do it if they pay me. They said they would pay me. The project took me about 2.5 months. Now they have rejected me saying it is not good enough, didn’t pay me for the work I have done. It has been an all-around hell week for me. I hate being taken advantage of like that. Fuck whatever enables people or companies like this.
I may have 99 problems, but sex is not one of them.
Where can one learn these superpowers? Asking for a friend, obviously.
LinkedIn and Microsoft has been shady for a long time. I refuse to write any posts on LinkedIn. I am not desperate for attention.
Crumbs on bed can be annoying.
You need an electron microscope to find a gap in literature.
How did whales give birth to a snow leopard? I don’t get it?
I am currently reading the books after a fairly long time. Boy, is it an absolute riot.
Full Metal Alchemist. All the twists, heartbreak, even the victories against an unimaginably powerful foe, but most of all, the many, many humane moments that makes it one of the greatest stories I ever read. I really want to experience it for the first time again.
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I want to pet and boop Maisey.
I would move to Scandinavia, maybe Denmark or Netherlands.
I am love deficient. Not that I am demanding that people should love me for no reason. Just that I wish I feel loved a tiny bit. I know that the fault is most probably with me too.
Edit: I feel like I am stuck in a loop, I feel self-pity because I don’t feel loved. I am probably not loved because I feel self-pity. Breaking the cycle is hard.
I am too poor to open a development company. But, if I ever did, I would want it to be employee owned, with employees having power to oust the entire executive team. Clients who don’t wanna pay are too fucking common.