One aspect of the 2020 COVID lockdown I found distressing was the complete shutdown of my usual spin classes.
Most of us regulars were on a first-name basis, but did not meet outside the gym: it sufficed to see each other at class. This casual sociability didn't return when the gym restarted the classes. The new attendees aren't as friendly with each other.
The 1991 film _Danzon_ has a poignant narrative about trying to find an acquaintance who has vanished.[1]
The worst, most bad-faith case I've seen of "advertising" an H1B job was of the job posting printed out, taped to the back of an interior office door, and covered by the recruiter's hanging overcoat.
About me:
I am a web developer now enlarging my skills beyond the front end. I graduate with a B.S., Computer Science in September 2024. I've worked remotely on successful projects with aggressive deadlines for over twenty years. My experience includes working with startups, the public sector, medium-sized companies, and large multinational corporations.
I'm a considerate, reliable, valued co-worker to Design, Product, and QA. I'm often the one to initiate documentation and code quality standards. I am well suited to teams that emphasize user research and testing with prototypes. I am open to both contract and full-time roles.
Yes. Here in the western U.S., some public lands near populated areas close during the summer, because of extreme fire danger. Having larger crowds camping in the woods raises the danger for everyone, even with the supervision of the forest service. It'd be insanity to ignore trespassers on private lands in summer.
My courthouse wedding over 20 years ago cost $75, had no showers, no attendants, no reception, and was memorialized only by a snapshot taken by one of the affable court clerks. I've never regretted it. The only way my spouse and I pulled it off was to keep our plans secret from our families. My mother-in-law resents me for that to this day.
Loved his metaphors of the extravagant promises of beginner dance workshops. I had similar realizations when involved in Argentine tango in the late Nineties. There's similarity to the coding bootcamp phenomenon--the workshops generate graduates with overblown ideas of their competence, and the locals retreat from engaging with them, but the workshops can't profit by teaching slow, gradual improvement of a subtle art form over many years of practice.
I was invited to answer one of these, at a company with truly the most hateful manager I've ever had. Oh, was I ever ready to offer my jaundiced, embittered opinion...until the survey required I log in with my company email address.
Yes, there was the usual verbiage about anonymizing, blah, blah, but I lost all confidence that my response wouldn't be tracked to me. I never returned the survey.
I still haven't determined whether this was by incompetent or malicious design.
"[Jackie Opel] joined forces with the Troubadours, the house band of the Clyde B Jones funeral parlour." There's potential for at least one more newspaper feature, or streaming series, with this backstory.
I doubt any company, especially in SV, takes a PR hit from age discrimination, which seems to be widely accepted and barely punished. Google just wants to swat away the plaintiffs like annoying gnats.
Technologies: HTML/CSS, JS, Grunt/Gulp, React, Rails, Sec. 508/WCAG, design systems
Résumé/CV: linkedin.com/in/mejarc
Email: mejarc [at] gmail
Front end developer with deep experience working alongside application engineers and interactive designers to bring their visions to Web applications. Most productive in product development teams with dedicated back- and front end engineers. Tends to leave behind improved documentation and more efficient process. Project/contract work welcome.
So much of this account resonates with my experience as a UX ("X!" Must be technical!) developer in the Bay Area. I love this line particularly: "A film of pseudoscience sticks to everything we touch."
I noticed this when I visited Boston for the first time, after several years of living in SF. I was walking down a street--and I was delighted to keep walking, unmolested by oblivious motorists zooming out of driveways and garages. Too bad WalkScore doesn't consider this experience for its assessments.
There's a moving photo essay in _Harper's_ magazine this month about a sanctuary for wolf-dog hybrids. A lot of animals end up discarded because they're expected to be "doggy."
Most of us regulars were on a first-name basis, but did not meet outside the gym: it sufficed to see each other at class. This casual sociability didn't return when the gym restarted the classes. The new attendees aren't as friendly with each other.
The 1991 film _Danzon_ has a poignant narrative about trying to find an acquaintance who has vanished.[1]
[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danz%C3%B3n_(film)