Ryan McKern

On why I'd even con­sider the crazi­ness of look­ing for another job right now:

Yeah. My employer clear like a hojil­lion dol­lars a year from aero­space, defense, physics research, finan­cial sec­tors, any­thing involv­ing matrix cal­cu­la­tions or intense sim­u­la­tion, but that just doesn't fly when you're hav­ing a piss­ing con­test with your dot­com friends.

You say "we have soda foun­tains on every floor and I show up at work at 10am in dirty jeans and flip flops", and your friends at cool dotcom's say "we don't even show up at work half the time, when we do we're drunk, and we've got a fully stocked bar with hand-jobs on tap."

Inci­den­tally, I am shar­ing my recipe for diavolo sauce with you. Try it. Really, it's good.