Ask Lemmy

Be 18. Get scholarship. Study literature. Drop out. Run away. Join a protest movement. Be homeless at MIT for a while. Find job. Get hurt at said job. Get workers injury insurance payment after 2 years of recocery. Go back to school for math. Be good at math. Found tech related non profit. Spend 6 months in Kurdistan, setting up wifi. Finish math school. Fuck it, get masters because good at math. Get hired by foreign company oversees to work on self driving cars. Doesn't work. Won't work. Quit. Go to Greece, teach refugee kids how to us MS office. Watch neo Nazis burn down refugee school and computer lab. Suddenly it's March of 2020 (COVID) and nothing to do because Nazis and no more computer lab. Oh fuck. Find PhD program in "trustworthy ai" to figure out why car not work. Prove car never work. Get PhD. Get paid to critique AI and play on super computers while working from home and having zero day to day oversight. Get paid to travel the world. Get paid to shit on Google, Facebook , Openai, and Tesla.

I went from homeless to visiting my 40th country in 10 years, while having a PhD.

No regrets.

First job out of college was as a statistician. I couldn't lie that much.

Then I worked as a microbiologist. It stunk.

Then I worked as a plant breeder, it was fun but the pay sucked without a Ph.D.

Took a job as and international marketing and product manager (paid the same as the PhD). Traveled all over the world. It was brutal but fun. Jetlag and stress started destroy my health.

Took a job as a consultant to farmers. It wasn't bad until a new CEO decided to change things and lose a ton of money.

Currently working for a smaller company that basically doesn't care what I do as long as it's profitable. Contracting research, selling seeds & beneficial insects, etc to farmers. Set my own schedule and do my own thing. I let the CEO know what I am up too once a year or so. Spent most of the last month playing PlayStation after doing way too much this spring. Gotta pace myself after all.

This one starts back in high school:

Have plans to enter West Point, build a military career, retire from the military at 50 and do civilian work for fun to pass the time. Get shot in the eye with a bb gun at 14, which ends all military aspirations. Pick the second choice college because they accepted me first with a scholarship. Go to college for physics, but listen to the guidance counselor about the 7 week intro web programming course. Drop out of physics and change major to computer science at the last possible second in the first semester of the first year. Continue to take various history courses throughout college that don't count to a history degree. Graduate and move back in with mom for the summer. Apply to relevant jobs for over a year without success, pick up some work in grocery stores in the meantime. Quit the hometown grocery store at the end of the summer after publicly confronting the store owner about threatening to illegally deduct from my paycheck. Move in with college roommate and friend in the big city while still applying for relevant work and working at Aldi. Work with a communist store manager and have political discussions with him during the George Floyd protests and COVID. Get hired into QA for a big video game company. Walk out with the others when a major sexual harassment lawsuit is filed against the company. Walk out again when the CEO is discovered to be complicit and enabling the harassers. Walk out and go on strike when workers get laid off. Start organizing a union. Win my union.

I feel like I should have pursued my first choice college more, because it was a big 10 public college while the second choice was a private liberal arts college (take a guess which one was cheaper). By far the most rewarding thing in my career has been my part in winning the fight to organize my union. I didn't realize it then, but now it seems clear that my interests and actions throughout my life have led me to a career as an activist.

• Hischool dropout
• Repeatedly try this school thing again without much success. Learnt some electronics, though.
• Spent a few years picking up temp jobs while I tended to my hobbies. Linux and electronics, mostly. Some programming.
• Broke as fuck, desperate for a stable paycheck
• Started applying to anything that seemed vaguely interesting
• "WTF is offshore seismic survey technician?"
• Get a phone call out of the blue with an interview offer. Well, I sure wasn't gonna get the job, but they offered to fly me in for the interview in The Big City, and I had some friends there that I hadn't met in years
• Immovable event shows up, and I was looking forward to attending that.
• Fired off an email to the company asking if it was possible to reschedule. I wasn't gonna get the job anyway, so I didn't feel like I had much to lose.
• To my surprise they rescheduled. Updated flight details arrived shortly after.
• Eventually flew down, went through with the interview. Didn't perform particularly well or poorly. Nothing noteworthy, really.
• Before leaving I asked what their estimate was for reaching a conclusion.
• Had a beer with the friends down there for the first time in a year
• Flew home. Waited.
• Conclusion date arrived. Clock passed 16:00, when most businesses closed.
• "Meh, fuckit. Can't say I'm surprised"
• 21:30 or so I received an e-mail from the company with a job offer, already signed. Monthly pay far above what I imagined I'd ever be able to pull.
• Remember those hobbies? Yeah, turned out that they liked my linux and electronics hobbies, combined with me already being used to heavy machinery due to growing up on a farm.
• Kicked in the door to my flatmate. "I need you to lend me 100$" (equivalent in my currency)
• "Why?"
• "We're going out to celebrate that I won't have to borrow money from you anymore.

I left the industry in 2012 to get a "normal" job, but came back in 2019 after realizing that I hated normal jobs, and that normal jobs are for normal people. After a few promotions and being poached by a competitor I am no longer offshore, but I support the operation from wherever I am. There's still some travel to the far corners of the world for mobilizing for a new survey and that sort of stuff, but I'm mostly in my home office these days. Pays quite handsomely, though.

As for recommendations, I've been extremely lucky. Most of my coworkers have a masters degree, either in something technical or in geophysics. I guess one of those is a better choice.

But after having taken part in some of the interviews, I've learned that there aren't really that many hard requirements when it comes to skills or diplomas. It's better to find the right kind of personality who knows something useful. The rest can be taught.