Peter

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Déjà-vu

The backseat driver

He thinks he’s the one the company couldn’t do without. Nothing could be achieved without him. In the end, he’s just a pain in the ass. An asshole.

Yes, this post is full of bitterness. I need to punch the fucker in the face.

Last post of 2011

I could also titled it “the first post of december”, but we don’t care, do we ?

There are tons and tons of inspiring videos all over the web. You could spend a few days on TED alone. But amongst all those I viewed, the following one is, imho, the most inspiring one.

Why ? Because it delivers the hopeful message that we can all understand, each others. Who know, maybe the language of mankind before the Babel tower was music ;)

bad programming is like farting in the elevator

after 6 months of “corporate programming”, one advice: each time you see yourself struggling between good code and fast code (which can be the same but, ah ah, yeah, right), just remember that you are doing exactly the same as hesitating to fart in the elevator.

you can reach your floor without anyone joining you, and the doors might open on nothing else then the blue carpet not the floor. and then you’re the lucky guy.

but most of the time, what happens ? everything goes right until your floor, where your manager (or worst, the hot girl from the marketing department) is right in front of you, willing to enter and then, in the twinkling of an eye (or of a nose), understand what can of filthy pig you are.

yes my friend, remember this picture next time you hesitate between good code and fast code.

Less invasive social networks

I have a bit of a complex: I despise as much SN that I love them. Really. There is the same amount of wonderful discoveries than pitiful slacking. And I’m an SN addict. I checked FB, G+, TW, 4SQ many (many) times a day.

Oh, I tried many severals things: monitoring the time spent, the dns hack to prevent hanging around during work hours (problem is I work any time of the day), closing my FB account (for nearly one month, thank you for your applause), using SN breaks as a reward. In the end, I just need to know that you ate an apple, that your cat is so kawai and that your ex is now dating this asshole.

It is so meaningless that it becomes refreshing. Like a little joke during a heavy duty work meeting.

Nevertheless, I need to cancel this dependency. First because I hate being an addict. Second because on top of that, I’m a internet addict. When I’m doing nothing, I open my RSS reader. Sometimes there 15 new items, sometimes 150. I read. And nothing else matter.

Maybe I should socialize more IRL to cancel any rising need for your timeline. And because I am as friendly as a hedgehog in a bad mood can be, I guess I’ll stick with you and your cat.

#macfanboy

Steve Jobs is leaving Apple as a CEO. Best words about it:

Steve Jobs Announces Retirement, All My Friends Pre-Order Retirement. – Spielgman

I don’t like #fanboys. I was one of them when none of them would even consider a Mac as a calculator. It wasn’t intended. I grown with a Apple keyboard below my fingers.

And since Apple get back in the trendy line, you can find a whole bunch of jerks explaining you why having a Mac makes you a better person. Yeah, right…

Ok, I may be in a bad mood as one of my goal was to enter the Apple Computer company to work with SJ. Need to find another way now.

little secret to happiness

you may seek happiness in cars, women or enlightenment. you can find it in some places but the key to find it in yourself (yeah, conceited blog post here) is to remember not to forget this simple truth: “people” don’t give a damn about you. they just don’t. so, be yourself :)

Half a man

Some say that once a girl has caught you in hers claws, you’re half a man. I try to reassure myself by thinking that you aren’t really a complete man before you have found a girl to love you (and whom, of course, you love).

Despicable truth

People are eager to follow someone. Anybody. Even you or me.