2022.01.27 12:17 senitee Working as a software engineer as a compsci graduate
I'm graduating this semester and I recently secured a full time job in Ottawa starting in May. My job title is "Junior Software Engineer", which is essentially an entry-level job. I was able to secure this job because of similar internships I had done during my degree.
Lately, it's come to my attention through friends that I'm not "allowed" to be an engineer.
I know in Quebec there's a distinction between SOEN and CS. But literally in any other province or in the US, they don't have a Software Engineering program. They all just have a Computer Science program, and most graduate to become Software engineers.
That being said, should I or should I not be "allowed" to work as a Junior Software Engineer in Ottawa? To me, it shouldn't be a big deal.
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2022.01.27 12:17 livvykingsburyx I don’t know why it’s like this on cousins tablet, you see the difference of my account and hers, “loading map” and “spectate” is not clear and burly clothes on other players?
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2022.01.27 12:17 redshampoo How do you remove this small window top of quick access?
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2022.01.27 12:17 Substantial_Ad7698 WiiSX is broken
I have only tested all games so far, but ace combat 3 audio lag and stutters while playing, and worms minor slowdown when the application was in a wii family editon, and when tested in a wii u, the games are made up of repeating loops in every psx game, but the cotm audio lag is gone, I just updated to the latest version of wiiflow
Testing in my Wii family edition i found:
Xenogears crashes the system after saving the memcard
Driver 2 (Beta) is crappy, and when verificated by the ISO using PCSX-Revolution emulator, everything so plays well but is very slow
Resident evil 2-3, Biohazard (JP) only boot into a blue screen
Tales of destiny 1&2 crashes during introduction screen
Tonyhawks pro skater 2-3 loops with sound issues and crashing
Tony hawks pro skater 4 not working
Megaman legends 2 (US+EU) crashes the system after capcom screen
Megaman x5, megaman x6 crashes after loading stage
Star wars jedi power battles has some sound issues and random crashing
Destruction derby locks up
Creatures, tony hawks pro skater crash the system
Ace Combat 2 gives code dump
Alien resurrection (US+EU) crashes immediately, and when verificated by the ISO using PCSX-Revolution emulator, everything so plays well but is very slow
Tales of destiny crashes
Driver 2 (US+EU) seem to trigger some kind of infogrames piracy protection lock out, and when verificated by the ISO using PCSX-Revolution emulator, everything so plays well but is very slow
So any to fix this? They all work on DuckStation emulator on my PC Computer that has no issues with this game works fine.
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2022.01.27 12:17 ActualSteveRogers My mom just cooked like, 2-3 months worth of rice and is now putting it in "meal prep tupperware"
2-3 months worth of food wasted. Because no way I'm eating rice that has been chilling in tupperware for months. Even if it has been frozen. That makes it even worse. And she doesn't even eat rice, that was supposed to be my food. But like, no way I'm eating tupperware rice that has been frozen for months. That can't be good.
I hate white women and their tupperware and meal prep. Fuck this shit. Especially since she doesn't eat it herself, I'm supposed to eat it.
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2022.01.27 12:17 CalvinElliott124 Dalmatian
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2022.01.27 12:17 clemsonfanzz Happy for those who have gotten their “Golden Dishy”
2022.01.27 12:17 lxnxx Ahrelevant Debates Chatter about Destiny's Looks
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2022.01.27 12:17 TheShitDemiTook Okay, that’s pretty cool
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2022.01.27 12:17 feliciodario The Elusive Apelike being
I've decided I will just pop up here every Friday Night to share a scary story or two lol.
Last time, I posted a story about one of my uncles' fishing trips. This one is a story told by another uncle of mine. I have a huge family in Manado and the neighbouring towns and villages. I have been collecting stories from them under the pretense of writing a book. Sorry, aunties and uncles.
Back in the 70s, life was hard and arduous for people who lived in the countryside. There were only a few job opportunities other than being a farmer or joining the military. My uncle had aspired to be neither, but just like his father, and his grandfather, and his great grandfather, and on and on, he had had no choice. It's not that he didn't have any dreams or ambitions of his own to achieve, the circumstances were different back then. Living in one of the most remote villages on the most-northern tips of Sulawesi had its own shortcomings, or perquisites, depending on how you see it. You had less job opportunities and were more likely to get married after finishing high school.
My uncle had had a dream of his own before all the settling down and starting a family talk had even started. He had always wanted to be in a band, like The Beatles or The Rolling Stones. This might seem a bit conceited or even pompous for someone from a humble upbringing to even think of joining the military, let alone being in a band. But a dream is a dream. You either pursue and realize it, keep it tucked away inside your head while you navigate through the ups and downs of growing up, or let yourself be jolted back into the harsh reality of life where many people die everyday with their dreams still locked up inside them.
My uncle had no choice but to stay behind at their family farm after graduation and forget his dream of being the Indonesian equivalence of Paul McCartney. Life was strenuous back then, he said. There were days when they ate nothing but corn for days on end that they all started to suffer from diarrhea.
"We were a bunch of wholesome corn-fed northerners back then." I remember him telling me, while taking a long drag on his Marlboro cigar pinched between two long tar-stained fingers, a distant look on his face. "You kids have it easy now. When I was your age I had no choice but to work at the farm after high school. Sometimes I still feel bitter about it. I was a handsome and talented young man back then. I played the guitar and sang really well. People told me I had a beautiful voice. I could have done more with my life. But all I had in store was that fucking farm! Don’t tell your father I said that!”
Contemplating my own life and life in general, never has the saying 'Youth is wasted on the young' rung so truer. It was heartbreaking that he and so many people back then had to give up their dreams because they had no choice, while so many young people these days are wasting their time fooling around bent on getting hammered, etc.
The family's farm lied on a river basin surrounded by elevated landforms and hundreds of acres of forest. For decades, the rumbling of pick-up trucks and the steady clunking of bikes had been disturbing the ancient atmosphere of peace surrounding the land. It took my uncle a two-hour drive, an additional thirty minutes on a bike ride to get to the edge of the forest, and went the rest of the way on foot. These days he is nearly 90 kilograms of thick bone and carved muscle, a stocky guy pushing seventy, courtesy of all that walking and hiking he had endured in his youth. The kind most young girls would affectionately refer to as ‘daddy’.
It was one of those nights he had to spend alone in the humble wooden hut built in a small square-shaped clearing in the middle of the cornfield which stretched as far as the eye could see. It was almost harvest time. The corn tassels had already started to turn from green to brown. The wild animals could smell it. Somebody had to wait around there, scaring these critters away back into the thick surrounding forest where they belonged. My uncle was the man for the job. No snorting boars or shrieking monkeys would dare show their ugly snouts on his watch. They had no business sniffing around where they shouldn't.
It was a few minutes before midnight, he was strumming his old guitar, sing-humming an old church folk song about being faithful to God he had learnt as a kid vaguely, only stopping occasionally to throw more twigs and branches into the campfire in front of him to keep it going, a traditional critter deterrent. It was a chilly rainy night. He had taken another trail down from one of the nearby villages which was a lot more convenient and safer but took longer to get to the farm, instead of the usual trail, because he didn't want to get caught in a flash flood should it get worse.
He was already on the cusp of passing out when he heard it, a distant coo reverberating throughout the basin. It was coming from deep within the forest due west. He heaved his guitar onto his shoulder defensively and waited, straining both ears. Was it an owl, he asked himself. But it sounded off. Hoarser and guttural. Then he heard the sound of twigs and dried leaves breaking under the weight of something as, whatever it was, moved closer. He could not believe his ears at first.
There was an old farmer's saying: On a quiet night you can hear the corn grow. If you live near a cornfield, or have ever been near one, you would know that sometimes the plants make this creepy crackling and rustling sound as they sway in the wind. My uncle brushed it off as just that, plus him being so listless after another long boring day might have contributed to his lack of curiosity and awareness of his surroundings. It didn't even occur to him that a stealthy critter might be approaching to steal his precious corn. So he decided to call it a night, and climbed back up into the hut for protection from wild animals and to wait for sleep to overcome his mind. It had been a night too cold for the sleep-deprived like himself to stay awake still anyway. He needed to fall into a deep slumber in anticipation of another long tedious day ahead awaiting him.
As he closed his eyes and drifted off, another sound yanked him back into wakefulness, the same guttural coo like a person trying to imitate an owl in the most obnoxious way possible, but it was much closer this time. It echoed down the basin and floated through the corn stalks upon the cold night breeze.
"Uuugggrrhhhuuuuu!" It yelled, a hoarse noise echoing in the dark.
All the hairs on my uncle's body stood on end. This time he was convinced no animals on this planet made such a menacing sound. He stood up and looked up at the edge of the forest miles away ahead of him and squinted his eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of the slightest movement in the darkness beyond the dimmed glow of his campfire. Then he saw something that made him grab his sickle and raise it in alarm; a dark, vague silhouette making its way down the slope towards the clearing. Towards him. It looked like a person. A tiny one. Only a child to his eyes. But there was something off about its features and the way it walked that he found so unnerving.
His whole body ached with tension. But he found himself unable to move. As it got closer and closer, he could finally see it clearly. It had a bald and rather elongated head, reminiscent of a xenomorph from Alien, with a deep set of dark eyes. Its feet were backward and the knees were knobbly, which made him wonder how this thing could walk with such deformities. Its long limbs were almost touching the ground as it moved in a manner my uncle could only describe as a wobble. There were patches of thinning dark hair all around its body. The face looked like a cross between an elderly person and a monkey. It's ugly beyond anything he had ever seen in his young life.
My uncle walked closer to the roaring fire for protection, reasoning that all wild animals had to have a fear of fire. But was it an animal? What was even this thing? A forest demon? Then it stopped only a few meters from where he was standing. It opened its elongated mouth wide, and the thick skin which was its upper lip curled back with a sickening thwack and stretched, almost covering the rest of its face. The stomach-churning gesture may have been a display of domination or power. Whatever it was, it was abhorrent to the eye.
"Go away!" My uncle yelled at it with his sickle up in the air, trying to look intimidating. "Go away, you bitch!" ('Pigi jo! Sundal ngana!' was my uncle's actual insult at the thing to scare it away)
Suddenly without warning the thing jumped forward and started darting towards my uncle, putting its weight on all fours, knuckle-walking apelike. Or at least that's how he remembered it. Or maybe it was running full speed on its hind legs. Either way, it prompted him to jump up and climb into a mangosteen tree right next to him. Its long fingers snapped at the air where his feet had been only a few seconds ago.
He climbed and pushed himself up higher and higher while the thing remained below on the ground, looking up at him, hissing and throwing nasty glances. It put its long limbs around the trunk and started to shake it so hard he was afraid he was going to fall off the tree and be done away with. If it was strong enough to shake a big tree, he was sure it could crush his skull easily. After a few hours the thing finally gave up. Maybe it could not climb. Or maybe it had decided to let him go that night. He was glad it stayed down there.
He slept in the tree that night and only came down when the first lights of dawn appeared.
I asked my uncle for more info about this creature and he told me that his father (my grandfather) told him that there were many of them dwelling in the most remote and untouched parts of the forests in Sulawesi. They usually come out during harvest time, like 'musim durian' etc and are aggresive when they encounter a person.
Sometimes when people were out looking for fallen durians on the ground, they would find one durian that had been emptied on the inside. The stalk had already come off and there was a hole dug deep into the fruit where the stalk should have been. That's how the thing ate it. By reaching a long finger into the durian the way an aye aye lemur employs its long finger to fish insects out of a hole it has gnawed in a tree trunk.
The thing is known by different names in Sulawesi. But for the love of God I can't recall what it's called in my local language as I don't speak it at all. In some parts of West Sulawesi it is known as tae lapung. In Sumatra, among the local villagers in Kerinci Regency and near Bukit Barisan, a similar creature 'exists', it is known as orang pendek, the elusive cryptid whose existence has been attested by the locals (especially Suku Anak Dalam) and foreigners alike, but never been captured on film. If you're from Sumatra or Sulawesi, or you have heard of this creature, we would like to know more.
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2022.01.27 12:17 gertation CNA license transfer from OR to CA. Who stamps the forms??
My partner and I are moving to California and they need CPDH 931 filled out by someone in Oregon but we cannot find out where he needs to send it. All indications say Oregon board of nursing but they said they have nothing to do with it and it's "not their verification process". Maybe someone who works for either health department knows the answer?
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2022.01.27 12:17 gifmeuk New trending GIF on Giphy
2022.01.27 12:17 I3INARY_ Half-Humor: why are The "Bored Ape" NFTs in particular being pushed by sellers and influencers?
2022.01.27 12:17 Nerd4daKash Are we all Mining in the Crypto Winter? Profits are low and Electricity is Pricey in CA
2022.01.27 12:17 dcott29 This is my guy, Tedward
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2022.01.27 12:17 _Rick__Astley What semi-realistic signings should I make. West ham Fifa 17 Career mode season 2. 1st season finished mid table. (75 Million Transfer Budget)
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