I literally started my career there, spent six and half years and made a lot of friends (I had jobs before yblr) - if any of you worked there, I was the guy with the afro on roller blades.
Ten years ago, it was an amazing place to work - great people, good managers and a CEO who sat at the same table for lunch.
I spent more time with those people than I did in college, in my high-school or any other job since or before. Some of those people today have gotten a card that says "Move to Sunnyvale or collect your severance".
I feel sad for them, because some of them would hold similar memories of a great office, want to keep contributing and feel some sort of great loss, simply from being told that they're not needed.
I don't really worry about them - they're awesome engineers who have been hiding their talents under a bushel for years.
All of them would have a new job by new year, would burn their severance on a nice vacation during their break and not worry about their life - it's just that the temporary but irreplaceable sense of loss, that I can feel as I got off the phone.
Most of this means nothing - just that this place where we all met and grew up to be engineers, is no longer there.
Like when your childhood home gets torn apart to make a skyscraper (or worse, a parking lot).
Ten years ago, it was an amazing place to work - great people, good managers and a CEO who sat at the same table for lunch.
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I spent more time with those people than I did in college, in my high-school or any other job since or before. Some of those people today have gotten a card that says "Move to Sunnyvale or collect your severance".
I feel sad for them, because some of them would hold similar memories of a great office, want to keep contributing and feel some sort of great loss, simply from being told that they're not needed.
I don't really worry about them - they're awesome engineers who have been hiding their talents under a bushel for years.
All of them would have a new job by new year, would burn their severance on a nice vacation during their break and not worry about their life - it's just that the temporary but irreplaceable sense of loss, that I can feel as I got off the phone.
Most of this means nothing - just that this place where we all met and grew up to be engineers, is no longer there.
Like when your childhood home gets torn apart to make a skyscraper (or worse, a parking lot).