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Ironically: I think I may have been the only employee at CNMedia (CyberNet Entertainment Media was the official name of the company behind those various adult sites) who had a parent who was drafted into the National Guard and stationed there, when it was still a National Guard Armory.
sigh
Felt as if I was contending with some inter-generational trauma at times.
The previous location of that employer (closer to the Mint building sorta between 5th and 6th Street and Mission and Minna; which no longer exists and has been turned into a hotel) was smaller (only about 50,000 square feet as contrasted with the 200,000-300,000 or so of the Armory), but way cooler. We had a hot tub on the roof!
Growing up as a so-called "military brat"? I hate federal architecture. It is so depressing.
There was a river flowing through the basement of the Armory though! Pretty cool! I was interested in using it for hydro-electric generation. At least one of my coworkers back then thought it might be useful for cooling a small reactor. smdh.
Nuclear reactors, of any size are awful. Then again, that coworker, at the time, was a high school drop out while we worked together.
Meanwhile, the first formal Physics instructor I had studied under Feynman, and I took another couple of years of Physics from an individual who worked at Sellafield/Windscale (you know you have some fucked up history, when Kraftwerk featured your previous place of employment in their song, "Radioactivitat" and changed the entire name of the town, to throw the hound dogs off the scent.) Albeit, informally, a friend of the family was teaching me and his son Physics for fun much earlier, and as part of his "day job" (at places like Los Alamos) he was doing things like helping the Soviets remediate Chernobyl post melt down.
I've worked for worse companies; but IMHO, the move to the Armory was the beginning of that company's continued demise. I had some pretty groovy and creative coworkers though! Peter made out like a bandit (he sold the building for way more than he bought it for, and the same was true of the previous 50,000 sqft place) but I shit you not: my starting salary for them back in 2007? Wasn't only a pay cut from my previous employers, they put me on call 24x7 months after I was hired (even though as part of the hiring interview they claimed I would never be on call) and my effective hourly pay rate was lower than the minimum wage in San Francisco at the time (by a fractional penny! Such cheap skate bastards!). sigh Still, I've worked other jobs which paid even less, or not at all.
Ironically, my current employer is the only registered National Historical Landmark in Berkeley.
It also: does not pay well. Upshot: I am not on call!
I seem to have a knack for finding jobs that can't pay me a livable wage, in one of the areas that has the worst cost of living relative to the quality of life on Earth. Not by choice mind you. I don't think I have ever gotten a first (or even 10th) choice in anything. Whether colleges, or employers. I end up, with what I end up with and hate more or less every femtosecond alive and breathing as a human.
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Ironically: I think I may have been the only employee at CNMedia (CyberNet Entertainment Media was the official name of the company behind those various adult sites) who had a parent who was drafted into the National Guard and stationed there, when it was still a National Guard Armory.
sigh
Felt as if I was contending with some inter-generational trauma at times.
The previous location of that employer (closer to the Mint building sorta between 5th and 6th Street and Mission and Minna; which no longer exists and has been turned into a hotel) was smaller (only about 50,000 square feet as contrasted with the 200,000-300,000 or so of the Armory), but way cooler. We had a hot tub on the roof!
Growing up as a so-called "military brat"? I hate federal architecture. It is so depressing.
There was a river flowing through the basement of the Armory though! Pretty cool! I was interested in using it for hydro-electric generation. At least one of my coworkers back then thought it might be useful for cooling a small reactor. smdh.
Nuclear reactors, of any size are awful. Then again, that coworker, at the time, was a high school drop out while we worked together.
Meanwhile, the first formal Physics instructor I had studied under Feynman, and I took another couple of years of Physics from an individual who worked at Sellafield/Windscale (you know you have some fucked up history, when Kraftwerk featured your previous place of employment in their song, "Radioactivitat" and changed the entire name of the town, to throw the hound dogs off the scent.) Albeit, informally, a friend of the family was teaching me and his son Physics for fun much earlier, and as part of his "day job" (at places like Los Alamos) he was doing things like helping the Soviets remediate Chernobyl post melt down.
I've worked for worse companies; but IMHO, the move to the Armory was the beginning of that company's continued demise. I had some pretty groovy and creative coworkers though! Peter made out like a bandit (he sold the building for way more than he bought it for, and the same was true of the previous 50,000 sqft place) but I shit you not: my starting salary for them back in 2007? Wasn't only a pay cut from my previous employers, they put me on call 24x7 months after I was hired (even though as part of the hiring interview they claimed I would never be on call) and my effective hourly pay rate was lower than the minimum wage in San Francisco at the time (by a fractional penny! Such cheap skate bastards!). sigh Still, I've worked other jobs which paid even less, or not at all.
Ironically, my current employer is the only registered National Historical Landmark in Berkeley.
It also: does not pay well. Upshot: I am not on call!
I seem to have a knack for finding jobs that can't pay me a livable wage, in one of the areas that has the worst cost of living relative to the quality of life on Earth. Not by choice mind you. I don't think I have ever gotten a first (or even 10th) choice in anything. Whether colleges, or employers. I end up, with what I end up with and hate more or less every femtosecond alive and breathing as a human.
CC: @[email protected]
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