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10 reasons being a computer guy, doesnt pay (enough), are you one?

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So i spend most of my time writing or some time sharing articles i read, this one in particular felt like its speaking for myself, I was really thinking about my Job and tasks for the past Dozen years, and chances are to read something so relative is like watching a movie about your own life, except … this time you find what you are doing wrong,

Credit of the article goes to LifeReboot with adjustments to words he spoke on behalf thousands of us, I also added my couple of pointers about what I suggest can be a path to follow.

“Oh wow, a computer guy!” — “So you know how to remove spyware and viruses and stuff, right?” — “Our family computer is really slow, I think it has a virus.” — “Do you have a business card, or can I get your number?”

I politely and patiently answered their questions, hoping that we’d exhaust the subject in a matter of minutes and then move on to something else. As it would turn out, my hopeful prediction was very wrong — the gentleman sitting next to me scooted his seat closer to me to begin an interrogation.

This man I was meeting for the first time must’ve truly believed that I was going to help him with his problem at that very moment. It didn’t matter how uninterested I looked or sounded, he was convinced that I must know the answer he’s looking for and he was determined he would get it.

Situations like this one were common for me. I’ve had eavesdropping strangers approach me with questions about their computer while I was eating in a restaurant. I’ve had oblivious coworkers step in front of me in a buffet line to tell me about their computer problems while I was serving myself food. I’ve had neighbors who spotted me from their window rush outside to coax me into working on their home computer while I was walking to the corner market. My knack for solving people’s computer problems had become so well-known among my neighborhood that these circumstances were near impossible to avoid.

You might be thinking, “So why complain? If your help is in high demand, why not embrace your talents and charge people for your time?”

I tried to for seven years. I’ve worked in the computer industry in various ways — help desk support, web design, consulting and sales, field technician, freelance computer specialist, and whatever other fancy name you want to give “the computer guy.”

I stopped enjoying it. There were certainly times when I enjoyed myself, but most of those times were when my computer talents were still developing. Once I stopped learning new things on the job, I would become fidgety and want to move on to something else.

From my career-hopping experiences in the computer industry, I’ve become acquainted with the Top Ten Reasons it doesn’t pay to be the computer guy:

Reason #10 – Most Of Your Accomplishments Are Invisible

The computer guy never hears anyone tell him, “I just want to let you know … everything is working fine!”

The reality is that people call the computer guy when something is wrong.

As a computer guy, if you work really hard to make everything work the way that it should, and things work fine, then people believe you don’t do anything. Everything you manage to get working correctly or do perfectly will forever remain unnoticed by computer users. They’ll only ever notice that you do anything when something isn’t working correctly, and you are called upon to fix it.

Reason #9 – Every Conversation You Have Is Roughly The Same

When the computer guy dares to mention what he does for a living, the typical response is, “I have a question about my home computer…”

Or when the computer guy first hears about a widespread problem within the computer network he’s responsible for, he can barely begin to assess the problem before a dozen other people call to report the same problem.

Or when the computer guy explains a certain process on a computer to a user who is incapable of retaining the process, he will inevitably need to reinstruct the user of this same process — indefinitely.

Reason #8 – You’re An Expert Of Bleeding-Edge Technology Products, Aren’t You?

The computer guy often finds himself in situations where someone is asking him for advice on a pending investment of the technological variety.

“I heard about (some hardware or software product) that can do (something desirable) for me. I brought you these (advertisements/reviews/printouts) because I wanted your recommendation. Which would you buy?”

Although the inquiring person sincerely trusts the computer guy’s judgment over their own, in almost every instance the real objective of these meetings is to ensure their own immunity from making a risky purchase.

If it turns out to be a bad investment, and they cannot get (the hardware or software product) to do (anything desirable), then you will be their personal scapegoat — “But honey, the computer guy said I should buy it!”

Reason #7 – Your Talents Are Forcibly Undervalued

Thanks to the constantly declining price of new computers, the computer guy cannot charge labor sums without a dispute. If he asks to be paid what he is worth, he will likely be met with the “why not buy new?” argument.

That is, desktop computers are always getting smaller, faster, and cheaper. It’s possible to purchase a new desktop computer for under $400. If the computer guy spends five hours fixing a computer and wants $100/hour for his time, his customer will be outraged, exclaiming “I didn’t even spend this much to BUY the computer, why should I pay this much just to FIX it?”

Reason #6 – You’re Never Allowed A Moment’s Peace

The computer guy is so prone to interruption that he rarely finds an opportunity to work on his own problems. This is because:

  1. Computers never sleep.
  2. Computer problems aren’t scheduled.
  3. Every problem takes time to diagnose.
  4. The computer guy can only give one problem his full attention.
  5. Each user believes their problem deserves attention now.

Consequently, the computer guy has a 24/7 obligation to keep critical computer systems running, while simultaneously juggling everyone’s problems. He’ll often need to forfeit any opportunities to tend to his own needs for the sake of others — because at any moment, of any day, he can be interrupted by someone who wants to make their problem his problem.

Reason #5 – People Ask You To Perform Miracles

The computer guy is often mistaken for someone who possesses the combined skills of an old priest and a young priest. I’ll sum this up easily by example:

“No, I really can’t recover any files from your thumb drive, even if you did find it after it passed through your dog.”

Reason #4 – Your Assumed “All-Knowing” Status Sets You Up To Let People Down

There is no common understanding that there are smaller divisions within the computer industry, and that the computer guy cannot be an expert in all areas. What makes things worse, is when the computer guy attempts to explain this to someone asking for help, the person will often believe that the computer guy is withholding the desired knowledge to avoid having to help.

This is somewhat related to the next reason:

Reason #3 – You Possess Unlimited Responsibility

The computer guy is expected to solve problems. It is difficult to determine the boundaries of that expectation.

Some of the odd things that I’ve been asked to do include:

  1. Use pirated software to undelete important company files.
  2. Create an Intranet, after explaining I didn’t know how to.
  3. Teach someone how to hide their pornography collection.

Solving problems can range from replacing batteries in a wireless keyboard to investigating why the entire building loses power at the same time every morning. Resolutions can necessitate weaving a 50-foot cable through a drop ceiling, or wriggling under a house on your belly to add an electrical outlet.

Reasons #4 and #3 boil down to this: no matter how often you want to play the role of a hero, there will always be circumstances that test the limits of your ability to be one. It’s difficult to judge when helping someone means doing something immoral, and it’s even harder to admit you are unable to solve someone’s problem — and chances are, that someone will view you as incompetent because you were unable to help them.

Reason #2 – A Life Of Alienation

People only talk to the computer guy when they need him to fix something. Also, when the computer guy approaches a user, they’ll hop up out of their chair under the presumption that he’s there to fix something — as if it would never be expected that he only wants to strike up a conversation.

The fact that the computer guy never gets a moment’s peace can also practically force him to withdraw into solitude. His co-workers don’t understand that he doesn’t want to hear about their computer problems during his lunch hour — he does that every other hour of the day. That’s why the computer guy eats lunch alone with his door closed, or goes out to eat every day — not because he’s unfriendly, but because he needs to escape the incessant interruptions.

Reason #1 – You Have No Identity

It’s an awful experience when the computer guy shows up at a neighbor’s doorstep with a plate of Christmas cookies, only to have the child who answered the door call out, “Mom, the computer guy is here!” He begs for an identity that is not directly associated with computers, but “the computer guy” label walks ahead of him — it simply cannot be avoided. I was given a name and I’d love to be addressed by it.

Having read these reasons, you may believe that I’m complaining. It’s true that I was upset with many aspects of my life as the computer guy, but I’m past the point of complaining.

I took a good hard look at my existence and realized that things were not likely to change in the line of work I had chosen. Instead of just complaining, I took action and began making positive changes in my life.

Working in the computer industry isn’t for everybody. It wasn’t for me. I’ve compiled my reasons for putting it behind me and placed them here, so that anyone who is unsatisfied with their life working in computers might recognize it’s not for them

Now if you spent few minutes reading the above, you might be at first saying yes indeed, or maybe but that doesnt really apply to myself, well it doesnt fit everyone’s description and we dont all live the exact moments, however, the question remains, how to resolve !

Here is a few pointers I’d say am building on :

  1. Stop berating yourself for being a work in progress
  2. Stop doing immoral things simply because you can.
  3. Stop meaning what you don’t say.
  4. Stop wasting time and money trying to acquire more of everything
  5. Stop spending time with negative people
  6. For the most part, what others think doesn’t matter.
  7. Explore new hobbies and opportunities often.
  8. You can’t change anything by just sitting back and looking at it
  9. Expect people to be negative, especially if you’re carving your own path.

And finally, just be what you really want to be, Invest in yourselfONLY THAT will ALWAYS be WORTH the PAY !

 

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“I have great faith in fools – my friends call it self-confidence.”

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Another lyrics to express, and let thoughts run
Another rhyme to soul free, lets go back where it begun
Lets suppose i digged you, from first timid glance
Would that have made me seen more, or brighten the chance
But that was not the story you had,or supposed to
Neither roamed me wantinly or even thought you’d to
What gives us ideas to even look that far
Would things differ, if not that, or gotten us where we are

Very little time… But enough for one of those
Windows of an instant with the power to disclose
Something at the very core of mine cores
To reveal, some vanity dies and some shows

How do they all do it, are they that happy?
Some just seem not and some just seem to be
Yeah, it seems about the talk, dinner or party
Then in the midst of it, it all becomes noisy

I have met strange girls in this life of mine
When seeking company, from time to time
All those come to me,as i only sight one answer
For somehow this meant to be,even if I belong not to her

Suddenly, a phenomena crossed over me …

Laughs hearing her name, never with mine
Dropping a rose, frozen forever in time
Even as life continues, and her magic unrealized
For that split second ,her beauty is immortalized.

Before, this is what described me…

Before i lay me down to sleep
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnastic
Numphomaniac with big tits who
Owns a bar on a golf course, and
Loves to send me fishing and drinking
This doesnt rhyme and i dont give a shit

Now, this is what confuses me …

My life has been one great big joke,
A dance that’s walked,
A song that’s spoke,
I laugh so hard I almost choke,
When I think about myself.

Always, this is what bothers me …

I don’t believe in Santa Claus – he’s fiction
The Easter Bunny never did exist
A lucky star is purely contradiction
A Prince is not a frog who has been kissed.

No bridge has ever had a bad troll under
Some Princess never slept for thirty years
No ogres ever ripped a town asunder
At Halloween no wicked witch appears.

The Yeti isn’t big or real or hairy
Strange UFOs have never came to Earth
The garden hasn’t elf or nymph or fairy
A Phoenix never rises in rebirth.

If Peter Pan existed he was stupid
I reckon he was just a teenage punk
And don’t you try and tell me there’s a Cupid
It’s only love-starved fools believe that junk.

Never, Was i able to see …

I’ve never seen a ghost – there’s no hereafter,
You can’t tell me the Bogeyman is real
Those tales of magic carpets bring me laughter
No vampire ever made a neck a meal.

There’s no such thing as pixies – they’re all phony
The monster in the wardrobe is a fake
Your birthday wish is nonsense – pure baloney
They’re simply stupid candles on a cake.

I’ve never once believed in myth or magic
I will not credit something till I’m shown
My marriage (there were three) all ended tragic
And now I live reality alone.

Sometimes, the truth sets you free …

Your happiness is all hallucination
It’s just a silly fairy tale you feel
Without a grain of proof or confirmation
I wonder why you think that love is real.

Once, I wish i could ask thee

But in the midst of it all, all i have to know and deeply me bothers
is Why …
Why is it when your free to do as you please, you choose to imitate or satisfy others …

Forever, ill tell you , what you were, and what you are, forever be !

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Blink!

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Blink
Its like there is too many voices, all these voices
cowardly approaching my skull, nerving my senses
Suddenly all people around were clapping, and i
Suddenly amongst people i started clapping but why
The i am interested look, on my face was drawn
Witty and cool, i that appearance have worn
Why are they all happy, or are they, or appear so
Whereas i glancing the floor not realizing what o where
Feels as if standing there amidst with my underwear
But no one is looking at ,or are they, or appear so
I am sure am chatting to some people around
I am sure am chanting some words to a wand
Blink
Its like there is no noises, all that screaming, all but without noises
Fearlessly walking farther, i age slowly, my memory discovers
If at first light i can no longer fly still, feel swing lightly
Shoulders shift willingly accepting burdens, ill never be
The ray of link breaks the blank and pokes you
Can you try and strangle that very light upon you
It doesnt matter as imagination even will fail you
Blink
Am all still alone, feeling the sofa’s third cushion at where i call home
Am all dull colors, wearing those of nesty birds and rusty gnomes
Am holding this book, that nobody still or ever reads
Am having this mood, that nobody about hearing needs
Am summing the words, of envy, lust, loth and greed
Blink
Overcome the notion where you must be a regular
Its not getting any better if you are not popular
Blink
If you think you cant, you wont, and if you weep then dont
If you think you are beaten and lost, you are what you’re not
Maybe beginnings are scary, maybe endings are sad
But all what matters is the midst of the story you had
And the ones who win are the ones who think they can..

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Lucky !

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It’s lucky Shakespeare never knew
a lovely woman quite like you,
since even he, the Avon Bard,
might well have found the task too hard
of mining with his magic pen
the spell you cast on mortal men,
and failing thus, he might have lost
the will to write, which could have cost
the world his Hamlet or his Lear.
I’m glad he didn’t know you, dear.

It’s lucky that Bob Dylan met
Miss Joan Baez, not you, my pet,
who gave him shelter from the storm
but never truly kept him warm,
or else the answer might have blown
not in the wind, but you alone,
and he’d have made a duller rhyme,
“You did not waste my precious time,”
and all his songs would burst with cheer.
I’m glad he didn’t know you, dear.

It’s lucky that the road Frost took
did not afford him one good look
at you, or he’d have quit his pen
and joined the ranks of rhymeless men
who all their lives would never know
the urge to lie down in the snow
or what it’s like to pick and pick
so many apples you grow sick.
You could have ruined a great career.
I’m glad he didn’t know you, dear.

Oh no! I truly think it’s best
that you met me, and not the rest,
since I have nothing on my plate
your beauty would adulterate,
and if it’s me, my love, you choose,
the world has nothing much to lose.
So for the sake of timeless art,
won’t you let me in your heart?
From worthy souls, you should stay clear.
I’m glad they do not know you, dear.

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I Hate!

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I hate when you people talk to me, while am talking to myself
I hate when i start with nothing and still have most of it left
I hate when they send me a “free” gift, as if gifts aint free in the first place
I hate when I throw away junk i kept for long, just days before i need it
I hate when my bills arrive twice as fast as my checks
I hate when i agree with you and we both become wrong
I hate when my friends say am indecisive , but am not so sure
I hate when i wear only black till then find a darker color
I hate when i read no one is perfect, which makes me inexistant
I hate when my shrink has to know my name
I hate when the older i get, the better i realize i were
I hate when experience teach you how to know a mistake, only when you repeat it
I hate when i try to fail, and i succeed, and i dont know which have i done
I hate when everything comes in my way, when am on the other lane
I hate when banks gives you money, only if you prove you dont need it
I hate when embassies gives you visas, only if you dont require it
I hate when you’re a better father, when your children’s photo is in your wallet, where your money was
I hate when me and my best friend have in common, our likeness to money
I hate when love is more important than money, when our first love is money
I hate when teamwork is, actually doing it the boss way
I hate when you see other people, to just complain also about their day
I hate when those who think its impossible, interrupt me when doing it
I hate when am not always right, its just you never are
I hate when i know am free, and i choose to imitate other people
I hate when stupidity is not considered a crime, and morons walk free
I hate when i have to workout to look good, i just want to look good naked
I hate when excercise to most of us is openning our mouth, pushing out luck and jumping to conclusions
I hate when they pretend its easy to look cool, when only few are
I hate when i resist everything except temptation
And mostly i hate
When people steal my ideas before i even think of them !

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