80s kid, grew up with 8-bit micros, learned to program because what else could you do with the things.
Went up the ladder through c64, amiga, msdos and windows, got sent a couple of network cards to review from my brother who worked for an electronics magazine, and that entailed setting up a bunch of PCs in a home lab kind of environment…
And from there I just flowed into tech support, and moved up into sysadmin.
I just didn’t have the resources and opportunities to become a full-on developer as I’d initially wanted - it would have taken more continuity and focus than I had available in my life at the time - and you need to get in on the ground floor and keep a constant trajectory if you want to keep up in that field.
But ferreting through log files and applying my full ADHD to arcane constellations of failure - that, I can do. Packrat brain, breadth-first search and random hyperfocus means I track down and fix all the weird shit that stumps my coworkers.
I’m basically button-mashing my way through the whole game, and somehow haven’t died yet. Just don’t tell anyone, or they might fix it.
80s kid, grew up with 8-bit micros, learned to program because what else could you do with the things.
Went up the ladder through c64, amiga, msdos and windows, got sent a couple of network cards to review from my brother who worked for an electronics magazine, and that entailed setting up a bunch of PCs in a home lab kind of environment…
And from there I just flowed into tech support, and moved up into sysadmin.
I just didn’t have the resources and opportunities to become a full-on developer as I’d initially wanted - it would have taken more continuity and focus than I had available in my life at the time - and you need to get in on the ground floor and keep a constant trajectory if you want to keep up in that field.
But ferreting through log files and applying my full ADHD to arcane constellations of failure - that, I can do. Packrat brain, breadth-first search and random hyperfocus means I track down and fix all the weird shit that stumps my coworkers.
I’m basically button-mashing my way through the whole game, and somehow haven’t died yet. Just don’t tell anyone, or they might fix it.