The Test
I forgot to tell you that I got my test results back yesterday – my aptitude test results for computer programming.
What she said exactly was, “you weren’t horrible”. Huh? Are you serious? What does that mean? Then as I took her seriously, I had to ask, “how horrible was I?”
Apparently, since I had said that I would probably be horrible on the whole thing, she thought that I would get her little joke. I didn’t. Like I’m supposed to remember what I say 2 seconds after it’s out of my mouth.
Turns out that I’m ‘almost average’ for the test. She explained that this is a good thing (not a response ‘almost average’ would elicit from me). She said that most people who took this test already had some kind of programming background. And since I had none, the fact that I scored almost average to them turned out to mean I had ‘potential’.
Since I had potential, she suggested that I take some programming courses. Thank you. So I let my boss know the results and asked his opinion on what type of programming since there’s all kinds of programming out there… C, C+, Visual Basic, Oracle, yada yada. WoTF knows which would be a needed program to learn if I so felt like it.
He suggested I do Visual Basic. Well I happen to have an old version of visual basic right here on my computer. It’s like a Sam’s Learn in 10 days or something like that. I put it on because I thought I might like to learn it.
After the intro, I just wasn’t interested enough to go any further with it. So much for my potential.
So, who knows? Today I asked about another posting I’d seen listed in our intranet – totally away from programming. I went and talked to that manager about exactly what she was looking for and she didn’t seem overly interested in me. So I told her to look at myfirstlastname.com where I have my resume and if she thought I had any of the qualifications she was looking for to give me a call and we could discuss it. I can’t imagine she’ll even bother so I doubt anything will come of that.
That’s today. In the meantime I have a necklace to finish that I didn’t even get to yesterday because I was too busy opening up all my purchases.
And then there’s American Idol tonight. Ta ta. No beer. Isn’t this diet over yet? I feel like I’ve been on it for months already. Have I said, no beer? Stinking fat.
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is the new 30. I want the world to close their mouths when they’re eating or chewing gum. If they don’t, I want to elbow them in the face.
What a weird response, if I heard what she said; I’d be thinking the same thing as you. Good luck with the programing, I think I’d get bored if I had to write and look at code all day.