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Have you watched the news lately? Everybody is fighting. Politics, religion, money,…
A story of hard work, brilliant effort and outstanding ideas, which led…
Do you know how sometimes you do something, and then you think,…
I bet you have never thought you would see these two things in one sentence. And still, I’m not joking. But first things first.
If you are a SEO expert, doing SEO for a living, or a big SEO fan, you are officially excused. Go do something productive or eat a cookie.
If you have no idea what SEO is, don’t understand it, or feel intimidated by it, come with me! Grumpy Cat is waiting.
Do you blog or have a web site to maintain? Well, you probably do and you probably have. Otherwise, why would you want to know about SEO, if there are so many other more fun things out there?
When you are a child, your days are full of firsts. First ice cream, first snow, first fight in the sand box. But as you grow older, there are not so many firsts left. Unless you are into sky diving or willing to travel to China for fried snake with a strawberry jam.
Until two years ago, I had never seen an ocean in my life. We live in Central Europe, and the closest we get here is rivers, lakes and a sea (if you travel far enough).
Two years ago we flew out on vacation to Portugal (remind me to tell you the hilarious story of us almost missing the plane). We traveled through various places and finally reached Sintra, a small city away from tourist rush.
This should have been the place where ocean and I were finally going to meet.
I used to think it is so easy. Called your sister names? Bad. Peed in the pool? Shame on you and… bad! Killing puppies for fun? Doing drugs? Very, very bad. But not talking to your parents and planning to keep them out of your life forever? Bad? How bad? “Two years on probation” or “20 to life” bad? Can I plead extenuating circumstances?
My mother sent me an email. It was a table, probably a copy-paste from MS Word. One could see she put a lot of effort into it.
The table has two columns. One lonely point on the left: Things I did right in my life. Whole seven points on the right and an ellipsis. Dot. Dot. Dot. As if there was more to it, but she just got tired typing. All the things I did wrong. It was two years ago. We haven’t spoken ever since.
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I went to see my favorite client today, the one with cows and catapults. They went quiet for some time, probably really impressed by the document our companies agreed on after the tough time of the last two weeks. They call it “Agreement on Issue Handling”. I call it “Customer Behavior Rules”.
I’m a software developer. If you are not a software developer yourself and have never even met one, you have probably no idea what I do.
So let me tell you how my world works.
Let’s say a client comes to you and asks you to build a catapult that he wants to use to catapult cows (well, usually they ask us for things that make a bit more sense, but let’s make it cows and catapults for the sake of example).
I’m having a “grumpy cat day” today. These are the days when I feel grumpy for no obvious reason, and nothing seems to be good enough. The fridge is full, but “there is absolutely nothing to eat”. There are so many things I wanted to do on the weekend, but “there is absolutely nothing to do” right now.