I've actually worked with those, before, because my dad was using them to keep me busy, while he finished in the server room. 😂 He was using the big magnetic tapes, for important stuff.
I barely remember it, tho. Must have been in 4th grade, or something.
I think that's why I immediately "got" register machines.
Dang you go way back.
I have an older coworker who had to work with punch cards in college.
Meanwhile the "worst" I had to do is write a C++ project in vim.
I'm actually missing about 10 years, right in the middle, when my kids were young. So, I sometimes seem weirdly clueless to younger devs, and I cover it up by pretending I'm _actually_ clueless.
Too long; didn't explain.
You have the principles down, which is most important.
It's also a strategic advantage to claim to know nothing, but understand most things. You can avoid the work, but still constructively critique. 😂
Me: Oh, this is so hard and who understands computers, gosh, thank you, I'll make you a sammich, you must be so smart! 🤩
Them: Okay, here, you go! What do you think?
Me:
THE SAMMICH IS A TRAP!
SAVE YOURSELVES!
BROS BEFORE HOS!
It's crazy that I'd sit in there and do my homework. 😂
The guards would just wave me past.
I had to always wait for him, for a ride. I would go to the library and get books 📚 to read, on the way to his office. That's why I read so many books and why I don't mind my husband hacking away, all the time. Grew up with it. Can entertain myself, indefinitely, even just with whatever is going on in my own head.
