My documents I write for work have assaulted multiple senses, which is impressive because I don't know how I do that.
But the fun thing for my manager is trying to get all the similar thoughts grouped together. Like a shepherd with words.
I'll start to explain one thing, then go down a path to another thing, then circle back to the first thing, then start something completely new. No I can't stay on track and I refuse to.
Any time I write a report for a customer, I have to send it to my manager first to "jazz" it up with stuff like bullet points, and formatting, and colors.
Stuff like "here's the command I saw, here's why that's weird" and a whole lot of technical data absolutely no casual user would ever read.
But hey, that's life in the fast lane, behbey.
Some of our customers are setting up their own security teams and I applied for one thinking it was kinda funny. They just got back and said they'd like to set up an interview.
Had one team interview Tuesday I feel really good about and getting another team interview for another place, then this came up.
Maybe good things are happening.
I don't like how if you're not suicidal, nobody cares about your depression. My doctor will ask what level I'm at, I'll say 9 or 10, she'll ask like 4 times if I'm having thoughts of hurting myself, I'll say no and she'll move right on to something else.
The only reason I'm seeing her if FOR depression, she should be better at this.
Install OS
Start update/upgrade, screen glitches and then I can't log back in so I hold the power button, upgrade still going on in the background
Now OS can't install anything, dpkg also wrekt
Now I'm reinstalling the OS
I started troubleshooting, but after 2 hours I was dicking with the video drivers and that's when I decided it would be easier/faster just to wipe it and start over.
I was in an interview and told the guy I've been doing a thing for 17 years but not as a job, just on the side (because for some reason nobody has ever hired me to do the thing, but I never gave up) and his response after telling him my entire history was "for this role we're looking for someone who has PROFESSIONAL experience" like bitch, fuck you and that company. Matter fact, go ahead and print out my resume and application, roll them up nice and tight and shove them up your ass
I'm the guy who did that stuff in that place that time.