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Cake day: 2023年8月7日

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  • My job used to outsource a bunch of dev work to another company and oh boy did those people love their tests. I don’t get it. In my case they weren’t even using our actual database to pull data from. They had a bunch of fixture files with generic data that they would use to make a temporary sqlite db for the tests. All of the test ran perfectly with that data, not so much with the actual data. The code is there, can’t you just read it and know what will happen?

    When I write something I’m never not building it and at least checking that it works and trying to break it.





  • When my son was born I immediately got him added to my insurance plan. Somehow his name had a typo (not on my end, I had to send in a PDF file and triple checked it, still have the email that I sent in). I called the insurance company to let them know and they basically said oops we’ll fix it, so they readded him as a dependent and we got a new card for him when he was about 3 months old ( it took them like 2 months to fix it)

    The issue here is that he now had a different member ID number, and Jerry Smith wasn’t covered by insurance up until those 3 month, only Jerrry Smithe was, and my son isn’t Jerrry Smithe, so everything that got submitted to insurance up until we got his new card wasn’t covered by insurance, doesn’t go towards our deductible or out of pocket maximum and is fully on us to pay. His 1 month vaccines alone were fucking $17k, how, why, maybe the antivaxxers are onto something? Those microchips must be expensive.

    I’m fighting it, but Jesus Christ the run around is a god damn marathon. We’re almost $50k in the hole here and the customer support just keeps saying “Jerry Smith wasn’t covered under your plan at that time”.







  • I once worked at a place where I built out a bunch of internal tools that became pretty heavily integrated into the development workflow. Everything I built was the shittiest, most disgusting piece of garbage I’ve ever seen, but it worked. My job became solely managing these tools, as everyone else struggled to read and comprehend my filth.

    I ended up switching jobs because they wouldn’t give me the compensation I asked for and half of the development team quit before my 2 weeks was up to avoid dealing with my slop, a lot of them were already considering leaving for lack of compensation, but this was the nail in the coffin.

    I found out a few months later that instead of just going back to life without these tools or finding someone to take them over they just shut down the development department. The people who were left either got fired or moved to a different department to pursue a new career path.



  • I always wanted to be a stay at home dad. My wife’s a gig worker and tried branching out on her own business and quickly realized she didn’t like the actual business aspect. Which is fine, I genuinely love what I do most days and make enough to where she can mostly stay at home.

    I’m about to go on a 3 month paternity leave and oh boy am I excited. After the first few weeks once my wife recovers from surgery it’ll most be my oldest and I hanging out while my wife is with our second. I bought stuff for my son and I to record our guitars (he’s 3 but he gets so into it), have a little list of science experiments that he loves, plenty of home renovation projects that he gets surprisingly into, a bunch of seeds and a few more raised beds for the garden, and of course, foam baseball bats to hit eachother with.

    I’m getting git just thinking about it.

    I don’t see how anyone could get tired of that, I’m already dreading going back to work and my break hasn’t even started.

    PS: not to say that it’s all fun, I know a lot more goes into being a stay at home parent that baseball bat fights.




  • I worked construction from 14-20. Nowadays I work a cushy desk job. Still whenever we need something sone in our house (which is a lot, my house is a degrading shack) if it’s something I’m comfortable doing I do it myself. Every once in a while there’s a job that just kills me and I feel like I need a week to recover from.

    Last weekend I put new drywall up on my kitchen ceiling. I used to do it all the time with ease, by myself, light work. Nowadays I’m glad my wife wasn’t home to see me struggling. I had to pull out all my tricks and it was still fucking rough.


  • The last place I worked was like this too. Smallish ~50 employee company that big numbers. They had an initiative thing where if they hit 20 million or something like that they would take everyone to cancun, they made 21 and found a way to back out of it. They made a few million off of some applications that I came up with, built, managed, and worked with the sales teams to sell, all along with my normal daily tasks. I was just bored and kind of fucking around. I asked more a measly raise of $10,000 since I recently found out I was the lowest paid dev there (and the best, not bragging it just wasn’t a dev focused company). They pushed it off for so long I found another job and when they said they’d give me a raise to stay I told them I’d need an extra $80,000 now assuming they’d say no, they did. About a year later I’m at my cushy new job and I got a call offering me big bucks to come back because no one could figure out my horrendous code and they were losing clients who wanted new features. I said no. I asked my new boss for a raise after my first year and it took 10 minutes of talking before we were both happy with a number.



  • A few years ago I went to visit my mom around Christmas, I picked her up and we were heading over to my grandmas. On the way, while my 1 year old is screaming in the back seat, she asked if she could run into a store on the way.

    When we got to my grandmas she gave me the bag that she had just bought, store logo on it and everything, no hiding a thing, that contained 1 roll of camouflage themed duct tape, and a pack of trash bags.

    I had told her earlier in the year that I was using trash bags and duct tape to block the windows in my garage while I was doing some renovations in there, and so she got me trash bags and duct tape, almost a year later…

    I still appreciate that she got me anything at all and there was at least a thought behind it even if I don’t understand that thought.