It’s with a broken programmer heart I have to announce that we decided to let me go from IdentityMine. After 7 months of trying to get me a work visa for the USA to work at the Seattle office we have come to the realization that there isn’t any chance in hell I will ever get one since I do not have a computer science degree or the equivalent of 15 years expert knowledge. It was, still is, my dream job, and not only am I sad and upset that w couldn’t’ make it work for reasons beyond our control, I am also sad I won’t get to work together with my dear friend and manager, Laurent Bugnion.
If you don’t want to watch the video, I say something along these lines:
I have a bachelor in clinical nutrition and natural medicine, done separate courses on sports medicine and have one course left on my master in public health. On the tech side I have a 2 year degree (vocational training as a C# developer with SQL server skills), and I have a dozen of Microsoft certifications (or so), several awards and scholarships, a bunch of titles, coauthored a book, spoken around the world – conferences large and small, and currently working on my fourth online course for Pluralsight. I have a tremendous passion for programming, and what seems like an eternal supply of energy for learning more and getting better at what I consider to be the best job in the world- programming.
I do however not have one of the two only things that would let me work in the US, a 4 year degree, or 15 years of experience as an expert.
So it sucks.
And I’m pissed off.
And quite frankly I don’t care if my language offends anybody right now because this is my blog and I feel quite strongly about this.
I’m looking for a job, not any job. A job where I work with equally passionate developers.
And I want to code. CODE. No PR, marketing, evangelism, booth babe, project manager, design, sales, or whatever. I want to code.
Put me in a tiny little dark cave of a room with a bunch of girls and guys that haven’t seen sunlight for months, with a Kanban board smudged with yellow postits and awful attempts at stickman drawings and reminders to fill up the coffee machine that spins 24/7. I want to be a part of a team, one filled with grumpy developers that secretly love to come in to work and that is why they never go home. With blending monitors and editors sporting syntax highlighting only a person on acid would appreciate and lunches where variations of chocolates are considered fruit and veggies (the dietitian in me dies a little when I write this). I want to argue, discuss, convince, be convinced, push, pull, commit and spend my lunch breaks being updated on hacker news or reddit (certain threads only of course). I want to celebrate builds more than birthdays, watch BUILD like other people watch the Grammy Awards, discuss framework changes like its celebrities Angeline Jolie (‘did you hear X adopted Y framework?), and equally make fun of the Justin Biebers in our world .
Most of all. I just want to be a part of a team where everybody is smarter than me, and I get to code. Both should be fairly easy.
Where it is doesn’t matter. I’ll move pretty much anywhere for the right job and the right team. And you have my 100% commitment and energy.
I come alone, no kids or spouse or pets (and no plans for any of those), but I come with a personality and energy of a crowded backpacker hostel on the Gold Coast in Australia during the summer.
Over the next few weeks I’ll post videos and information about me, and contact me if you have questions or you know the perfect team for me to try to join. I’m asking you this because I’ve made so many good and interesting friends online (oh boy does that sound sad) and I keep thinking, darn,- I would love to work with that person and that person. I would hate to not apply to the perfect job because I don’t know about it.