Have you ever tried to do something you so passionate about that you forgot about breakfast, lunch, dinner and sleep! Yea, worth the sacrifice right?
Put yourself in the shoes of a programmer, whose passion is to, program, and eats instant noodles for nutrition, coke for hydration. After a few months writing your heart out, you look out the window, you see a lovely couple walking by. In their hand they hold a travel magazine, see them get into a Limo… you wonder why did you start programming in the first place.
One saying says that if a million monkeys pound on a million keyboard, the universe would have a chance to be created.
Ok, back to topic.
Why did you program?
Passion? yea, right, like the monkeys.
Money? It doesn’t seem to be working yet.
Addicted to information? It ain’t getting you no where esspecially if you are not in the ‘in’ group.
So why did that coupling scenario you saw, the comparison between you and them, why the vast difference? Why can he/she make it and you still haven’t?
You can’t just give up what you started.
You ain’t where you wanna be but you aren’t where you used to be either.
So back to your chair you go and you try to write a program. A program that will change the world! A program with many many functions that will make the program a success.
After writing ‘endless’ functions, the fruits ain’t big. Why?!
Dang programming. Dang the functions. Dang 0101011101010101010101!!!
“There’s gotta be more to life” comes to your head.
You got out of your chair, grab your coat, ditched your laptop, went for a movie, played basketball, have a handful of life out there…
2 months later….
Cutting the story short, you are back on your chair programming. Feeling like a monkey (again). Bleh.
What went wrong?
Lack of persistence?
Lack of tools?
Did you stop “3 feet before you struck gold”? YES!
Not many can deny, it is when upon almost giving up is where success is. Ironically, that equates to asking you to fail (dig) faster. Though not blindly, but NEVER GIVE UP!
As long as one monkey is left pounding, something is bound to happen…
THE END.
P.S. You may be wondering what does all these monkey stuff have to do with the title “The Function That Broke the Programmer’s Back”.
Simply put, my back’s *broken* and out comes this ranting. X_X
OKOK, back to work.
