Windows > MacOS > Windows | Repeat

OSX (macOS?) is turning into Windows and is starting to do all of the annoying things Windows did that drove me over to Apple 12 years ago.

Endless app updates.

Requiring reboots after app installs – not just for the low-level OS updates.

Never-endingly asking for my permission to do simple things.

Sluggishness.

OSX isn’t the only culprit. iOS is just as guilty. More so.

Seems every time unlock my phone, there’s yet another app commanding an update and derailing focus and workflow. Look, it came from the App Store – I authenticated to the app store three years ago when I first installed that app. Why in the world do I need to authenticate again and again and again every time the same app needs to be updated? Just do it automatically, when I’m not actively using my mobile.

Impostor Syndrome: You’re Doing Better Than You Think

So, here’s the thing…

I’m 45 and a successful[1] engineer – and I’ve fought intensely with this throughout my entire life. From early grade school, through to today. Even now, I keep thinking that I’m where I am because I’ve been made part of some elaborate joke fabricated by colleagues and peers just to see how far they can push the illusion so they could have a good laugh at my expense. I hope that’s not it, and yet I obsess with the possibility.

[1] Me: “I don’t think I’m successful. Maybe I shouldn’t put that word there.”

Yeah, but people tell you that you are – they respect you.

Me: “Maybe they’re just being nice?”

Maybe they’re being honest?

Me: “Maybe you’re in on the joke!”

Jesus, will you just click the Comment button already?

Me: “But what if…”

The Plan

An old, but still-accurate one:

In the beginning was the plan.

And then came the assumptions.

And the assumptions were without form.

And the plan was without substance.

And darkness was upon the face of the workers.

And they spoke among themselves saying, “It is a crock of shit and it stinketh.“

And the workers went unto their supervisors and said, “It is a pale of dung and none may abide the odor thereof.”

And the supervisor went unto their managers and said, “It is a container of excrement and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it.“

And the managers went unto their directors, saying, “It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength.”

And the directors spoke among themselves, saying to one another, “It contains that which aids plant growth and it is very strong.“

And the directors went unto the vice presidents, saying unto them, “It promotes growth and is very powerful.”

And the vice presidents went unto the president, saying unto him, “The new plan will promote the growth and vigor of the company, with powerful effects.“

And the president looked upon the plan and saw that it was good.

And the plan became policy.