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My very first interview was a mock one at a university job fair. It was a risk-free way to test my knowledge with a professional. I had clear gaps, and I made trivial mistakes, but he was very kind about it. He was an alumni, and he was there to help students like me. He recommended a fun book about Python and introduced me to the company where I would end up spending the next ten years.

I’ve been thinking about starting a blog for a long time. I have hundreds of ideas I want to write about. They come to me in the shower (when I’m not trying to win imaginary arguments), on the tram to work, over lunch (when I’m not trying to win real arguments), and even after a long day of mind-draining work, I can’t let them go. Or rather — they don’t let me go.