What do I write about today.
I’ve been pretty depressed, I suppose.
I vacillate between despair and fury, both of which are total and absolute.
I hate all the bad advice that floats around out there. “Tech companies don’t care about degrees,” “fake it till you make it,” “pretend to be proficient in technologies you only have an hour of experience in,” “you don’t have to be a student to get an internship,” “get a copy of the email directory somehow at the company you want to apply to and spam the absolute *shit* out of people until they give you a job.”
The world is so full of bad advice. I committed twenty grand I don’t have to learning how to build simple CRUD apps with a bunch of rich kids and at the end of it, I’m faced with mountains of bad advice. And I can’t stand the self-congratulatory tone of tech people on linkedin, who claim that the industry is moving towards hiring people for talent rather than degree status. They hire one person without a degree out of millions, and then they point to that one-in-a-million hire to pretend that the entire landscape has changed. It’s all nonsense. Difficult not to despair.
The depression makes it hard to work. When I’m furious I’m productive. Thankfully I’m pretty furious right now, so I might be able to get some stuff done, but it’s all college work mostly. All courses except the IT one are only tangentially useful in my job search, but at least I’m making progress towards something, even if I’m late on some assignments.
Last week in my IT course, we covered tables and forms.
The table tag looks like this: <table>
Between the table tags, you can place table rows. <tr>
You can also add table columns, obviously, by placing them between table row tags.
You make cells with table data tags, placed in the rows. <td>
So a table could look like this:
<table>
<tr>
<td>
</td>
</tr>
</table>
There you have it. You are now an HTML master. Thank you for reading my blog, in which I am legally obligated to position myself as an expert, for the sake of both my reputation and Flatiron School’s reputation. Also, for the sake of getting my money back.