Ancient legend paints a picture of a magical bird, radiant and shimmering, which lives for several hundred years before it dies by bursting into flames.
I arrived at Microsoft a scared kid just out of college. I was desperate to start my life, and get out of debt. During my senior year I interviewed with every software company I could find and was rejected by every one.
My friends left for new cities and the start of their adult lives, or swallowed more of their pride than I could, and moved in with the parents. Soon my girlfriend left for the summer, studying half a planet away in Australia.
My only companion was my dog Butch. We lived cheap together: I paid the bills writing chapters for technical books, and essays for magazines. From day one of kindergarten onward there was always a next step waiting. The choices were easy and safe: But an hour after my college graduation, sitting alone in an empty apartment on Beeler street in Pittsburgh, there were no more choices laid out for me.
I confronted my future as a kind of void for the first time and was terrified. Until I was sitting alone surrounded by it, without the defense of a plan or a friend, I had no idea how frightening it was. No one else was calling.
The night before my interview, too nervous to sleep, I drove my rented Geo Metro all over Seattle. The long stretches of tall pine trees and the wide clean streets looked to me, a boy raised in Queens, like a foreign country.
Everything in Seattle was neat and safe, and so quiet. I drove slowly through the night, afraid of getting in trouble just for being there.
Before heading to my hotel, I went to the Microsoft campus, a long stretch of 3 story buildings on shallow green hills, laid out between forests and sports fields. I stopped by one of the basketball courts and stepped out of the car, taking it in.
After a year at Microsoft, aroundI became a program manager on the Internet Explorer web browser project. I was paid well to lead smart people in the making of software used by millions of people.
Some of the dreams I had as a computer science student, the idea of designing something many people would use, had come true. Before I knew it I was in my mid-twenties, was promoted to a team leader, and was rewarded for being as smart and creative as I could be.Enjoy and understand your King James Bible far better.
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Hélène Bernier Department of Arts of Africa, Oceania, and the Americas, The Metropolitan Museum of Art. 45 Responses to “#41 – Why I left Microsoft”. Phil Simon June 24, at am. Permalink. This is one of my favorites, man. Reply; Ali June 25, at am. Permalink. i just read the myths of innovation.
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