A week of Google
I’m posting this from my Blackberry. Now I have access to web and email anywhere, anytime. It feels so… natural. I think this kind of device will be commonplace in the future, like cellphones are now. “Present day, present time” — these things are nothing less than Navis. For real. IRL. Right here in my hands.
In a way, working at Google feels just the same, only in a larger scale. People say that time runs faster in there, and it’s true. When I get home, it’s like if I’ve just woken up from a dream; like if the time at work was spent roleplaying science fiction. After you’re out of office, you think “wait, are we really doing that? You mean, really really?” The projects are so cool I can barely believe them — but the code’s in there and you can just step up and help if you want.
It feels so natural that you begin to wonder why aren’t all companies like this. How come people have the brainpower to create such great things and burn all of it in silly enterprise power games? It’s a mystery.
Last night we ate Japanese and, after a few cups of sake, I found out one of my senior googlers had also wrestled with depression. I felt relieved. Despite Google’s open commitment to diversity, being productive under depression is not trivial and I was afraid of falling short of enthusiasm expectations. Luckily the company has charged me with more enthusiasm than I thought possible, so it’s a non-issue so far.
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