Rants and Articles.
Working @ Slide
When you walk into Slide’s office, the first thing that may strike you as odd is the lack of superfluous, redundant furnishings. Like walls.
The second thing that may strike you could be our innovative approach to hierarchical and well-defined decision making process (you may see us flailing around and yelling at each other in one of the meeting rooms). The third thing that will strike you (and probably knock you over) is either Uma or Darwin, our two huge in-house dogs, who are on the company payroll and spend all their spare time running between our desks and knocking expensive networking appliances over.
We may have to fire them. Their productivity has shot to hell since they got those new chewing toys…
The rhythm of work is, to say the least, breakneck. We’ve set ourselves on weekly releases and are updating our website and client with lots of new features every day. Although I’ve learned the hard way that our comfy couch, sleeping bags and shower are not there for show, I must say it’s been years since I’ve been so excited about working on something. Each week, I cannot wait for the new features to go live, and see what our users have to say, or the new ways they find to use the site (rudimentary borderline porn publishing and lovely lopsided photosets being amongst my favorites).
That’s not to say I haven’t been having fun outside work. Perhaps you heard about naked shrink-wrapped cellophane girl? Maybe you saw Laughing Squid’s gorgeous photoset of the party in which this happened? I was there. Mostly (I lost track of time and space at some point during the night). I spent most of the time talking to a really lovely girl about the inherent advantages of medical marihuana, and enjoying the free beer. At one point I got MJ’ed.
By the way, I’m moving in with her by the end of this month. We’re hoping to create a blogging ganglion of epic proportions and take over the world. If that fails, I’m sure we’ll at least achieve success in getting very, very drunk. (much beer is owed to Mr. Keith, my official housing agent and javascript guru, for pointing me in her general direction)
How have I been, you ask?
Great.
— sergio on September 27, 2005 
Comments
i love your writting dude, this is really nice to read, also as a geek it sounds like fun working on such way
enjoy!
I can take the other job (whichever Kitta doesn’t take) as I am also prone to bumping into things for no apparent reason.
I’ll send pictures of my bruises in the resume.
Is this one of those blog entries that you are supposed to start reading from the bottom up?
LOL!
Sergio… when you attend a party… try to be on the photos… at least we can se how drunk you got to be… or if that marijuana talking lady was in fact a sofa or a table lamp with an intriguing light language.
Next time, wrap yourself in cellofane…
Needless to say… seems you are having one of those “one of a kind” periods in life…
Enjoy.
Congrats on the new job in SF, Sergio. Bring a sweater everywhere! If you take their advice, cello tape and bubble wrap will only keep you warm if you wrap you head… for two minutes or so.
I hear they have a coffee house there now, with a strong roast… it’s called Five Bucks, or maybe Starbucks… something like that.
;)
Get a phone soon! I’m really glad you are doing gr8. BTW, did you attend Webzine 2005? Now it doesn’t cost you plane tickets and hotel nights. Ah, San Francisco, such a sweet spot.
Hi cousin, it seems you´re having lots of fun there :), Im glad you enjoy good times at work. Im really feel like living a hell here, they forced me to came at sunday to the office to “make sure the atm machine will work becouse their going to move it to an stad to show it”. Anyway i thought it was going to take me 10 minutes to do all the testing stuff.. and turns out i needed all day long, becouse they needed me to move a 450 kilos machine 3 miles ago from its original spot, get a mechanical crane and a plastic cover because it was going to rain.. etc. As you said before, heads here are crap!.. and it mean it!, what the hell a developer its doing pulling a robe to move a machine down stairs or doing chopping becouse they dont want to pay for it.
Oh well, its tuesday and im already tired. I came to post something here becouse im at the stand showing the ATM, and no one seems to come. (nothing to do).
I sent the file you asked me for to your overcaffeinated mail i hope you have it.
Keep having fun, Cya!. :)
Wow.. i havent seen so many typos in one writing.. Sorry for that. An edit comment button should be useful in this cases.
Sergio, long time no write, but I just want to let the world know that starting tomorrow at 8:30 a.m. I AM TAKING OVER SERGIO’S FORMER JOB, MUAHAHAHA HAHA HAHA.
Thanks a lot Sergio, this job puts me in an entirely new socioeconomic class :). I’m already thinking of starting a reef tank (not the same as a reefer tank, like we had in the old days), and buying a couple of decent shirts.
I really hope to be able to follow on your footsteps, let me know when SLIDE needs a new wed designer :)
Weekly rant:
In retrospect it is always easy to know where THE PLACE was. Paris at the beggining of the 20th century for artists, Height Ashbury in the 60s for hippies, SW London for punks in the 70’s and the Bay Area for computer geeks at about the same time; you get my drift.
I have always wondered where things are happening RIGHT NOW (certainly not Guadalajara), but only history can tell.
Looking at the origin of most of the cool things in the web, I think the early 2000s will either take place in SF, London or the new EU countries.
Congratulations on making it to the eye of the storm.
Someone up in the comments here above me suggested you bring a sweater to SF.
I totally disagree.
Sweaters are like so 1985. I mean, remember Bill Cosby and how everyone in the US couldn’t wait to see what new eye-scrambling sweater he was going to wear? I say go pullover, dude. Pullover is the way to go.
The kinds with a zipper that only goes halfway down. Those are the kinds of things you wanna be seen in during your first week of work.
yeah!!
viagra galore for all
Hey, if you need a replacement I could so do Uma or Darwin’s job, I can knock shit over like no tomorrow, get me on the payroll!