3 months? I have pimples that are older than that...

Is this car still available?

Okay He came and posted but I think he was banned by an overzealous mod. (Na joke o! before they follow ban me) Here is his own link to the post that gives out more information about the job. https://www.nairaland.com/2789116/python-software-engineers-wanted-dubai

My very good friend, mentor and certified weirdo Tersoo called me today asking if I know any python programmers. His company has asked him to interview developers and he wants Nigerians. (He is Nigerian)

I told him to open check on nairaland but before he does here is calling out to python devs!

Location: UAE
Salary: About #500,000
Transportation to UAE: Provided by company (Visa provided as well)

Other Information? Let me go and drag him here to provide details


PS: If your still learning python please don't bother applying because this guy is 3 steps short of alien. I call him the programmer's programmer and he is extremely religious about Technology.

makavele:


You don't get it sir . .
Coding is just one part of programming a true programmer has to learn. . There are other herculean tasks ahead . . . in a programming environment. . . .
But you can actually learn coding , and stop there . . which is what, sadly, 90% of Nigerian "self-acclaimed programmers" are . .
Learn 1,2 3 or 8 languages and code with it . . . and it ends there . . .

Programming on other hand, doesn't end with just writing a school mgt software with PHP in Netbeans . . .using Laravel

It surpasses that .. Hope u get it now . .

I yaff already agreed with you not because I think you are right, but because I wan't church to close so we can go home.

PS: I like how you respond, I wish more people on nairaland could be as objective as you are. You don't fight over your opinions. When I grow up I hope to be more like you.

makavele:



Y'all should keep calm and stop e-fighting . . . But without doubts, programming isnt the same thing as coding . . .
Just like the words "geek" and "nerd" . which might mean the same thing to outside individuals . . but to the people intended
their true definitions are miles apart . . .
A coder basically writes codes, build them, test and debug and deploy them using programs intended to make the job easier. . which were infact built by programmers and not coders.
Think of it, as coding being the easy step to becoming a programmer. While coding is just one aspect of programming, a true programmer has to pass through.
Sound complicated right?

When someone is programming what is he doing? Is it not writing code? typing code into his computer to make it do stuff? Na wa o!
issokay, i gree pastor, Jonah swallowed the fish, i yam wrong you are wright; let church close.

Booyakasha:

Stop being contradictive here, it will only make you look less intelligent, i am not the authority of everyone in the world.
Keep preaching to your own choir cos it makes you feel good about yourself.
But what you think programming is, is not what it really is. Keep being a code manager, code management is simple anyway.

You left yourself open to insults with the comment you just posted. But I refuse to condescend to the level you are obviously comfortable playing in. My abilities/skills as a software engineer (or code manager as you call it) is evident in my bank account. I don't need acknowledgement from you to feel good about myself.

Booyakasha:

PS: Programming is not same thing as coding, if you doubt this, then there's no point of educating you more... go back to being a shitty car dealer.

I doubt there is anything I am interested in that you could educate me about. I have an Advanced Diploma, PPL, Bachelors Degree, and Master's Degree in Software Engineering, I Studied Medicine for years before that, and I am a kickass superhero ninja programmer in over 5 Languages with years of experience and innumerable projects and references to show for it. If all you have been typing is the so called education, sorry I am not buying.

Read through my post, I don't throw insults at anybody, and I refrained from doing same here, so if you have been offended by anything I typed then all I can say is.... The truth is a bitter pill to swallow.

kamikazeY:
Congratulations!!!my lesson;NEVER GIVE UP.but you never mentioned anything about your mum and dad.atleast one of them should keep contact with you or you with them?Now you're successful,your parents nkosiblingsrelativesbaba tell us something about them during your before and after?the doctor who sponsored you,she didn't ask for them nii and even if you say you were disowned,she will try to breach the space between you and your parents.how old where you when you where disowned??I was inspired but true success is giving back to you blood#justinquisitive

I am closer to my family now than I ever was, My father died before he could see me reach where GOD is taking me, thus I have shouldered a lot of responsibility. The condition of reconciliation was that I go back to study medicine. If not for my sponsors it might have taken longer for me to visit my family and mend broken ties.

idu1:
wow...


How have life been as a programmer?


Is there any regret?


How are you doing financially as a programmer to medical doctor?

Well... this is highly subjective and things worked out for me. I believe in GOD and I believe HE brought me here.
My salary is good. Better than oil companies kind of good but lower than International Airline Captain kind of good, I absolutely love what I do and would program for free and I do... I have a couple of open source projects I give out freely to some organizations, free as in 'freedom of speech' free, and I am making more money that all of my past school mates I still keep in touch with, but this does not mean there might be some that are not doing better than I am.

I know of programmers that earn much less than doctors and I earn less than some doctors do in the country where I currently work. Salary and finance should never be a determinant of what direction you choose to follow in life, what happens when you face challenges that overcome the finances at that time. Passion should preserve you in a field so you will be motivated to get back up and keep riding when you fall off the horse.

Booyakasha:

I disagree with dhtml18.
I'm sorry but you won't be good with both.

Says who? Who has made you 'the' authority on the limitations of each and every human being in the world? Different people have different affinities for different things and some people can be exceptional pilots, doctors, and programmers at the same time. A thing that holds true for one person does not mean it holds true for 'ALL' human beings.

Booyakasha:

The programming universe just doesn't work that way,

Booyakasha:

Programming is not just a thing you can just learn and pick up just like that, its not some rubbish, it requires years of practice just like medicine, programming is a science, it's also an art...

Programming is actually a thing you can pick up like that, this comment is extremely harmful and discouraging to aspiring programmers. What is so hard or cryptic about programming? I tutored software development for over 3 years and I have taken people of different ages, gender, and orientation (science, humanities etc.) from noob to pragmatic (solutions delivering) programmer in less than a year. Of particular importance is a young man in the company I currently work. He was employed into my team to interface between the developers and clients and help with client integrations, not only has he never programmed in his life, he majored in Business Administration, but I converted him into a developer and now I have him committing super clean code to our repo and all in under 6 months.

Booyakasha:

I agree some noobs on here have made programming look cheap and a anybody can learn thing,

It is never too late in life to change or learn a new thing, and there are things harder than programming that are still being mastered by anybodies.

Booyakasha:

but programming is not the same as coding or developing (which sometimes require you to use existing codes that was programmed by someone else),

Erm! programming is actually the same thing as coding or developing, and I am yet to see a developer that builds everything from scratch. Everytime you use a library you are actually building off code written by others. It is often even beneficial to see how other's solved a problem because reading code (clean code) helps you as well.

Booyakasha:

i don't know if you grok my concept, but if you were destined to be a programmer in the first place, you will rarely have a passion for medicine and you'll either study computer science or engineering.

This is so not true. AT ALL! Humans are passionate about different things, I know I want to be so many things that for the sake of my responsibilities I have put on hold. I am yet to meet a programmer that is not passionate about other things as well as programming, and after a couple of years you might actually see something else to be more attractive.

This is my story! Albeit a shortened version. I mixed concrete, worked farms, peddled drinks, menial things that for the sake of time and memory I can not list all.

This is meant to inspire, I am not bragging: Forbes rated my organization in the top 10 (where I work), my salary is not in Mark Zuckerberg territory but it is good enough. I have built open source projects that have been monetized into millions of Naira.

Who am I? A disowned former medical student who had only N22,500 and GOD on his side.


Keep coding, Keep Learning, Don't engage in Python vs Scala arguments (The best lisp programmer is more valuable than a mediocre programmer who knows C, R, Java, C#, Yoruba++, Kungfu, Perl, and Haskell), read source code, read documentations, pick your problems, keep at it, if you believe in GOD trust Him to take you to where you want to be. If you don't GOODLUCK.

Cheers!
A Gutsy Programmer


NB: I don't look down on lisp o! before someone insults my unborn children

+61****** ? Which country code is this self? A part of me said I should not pick, it is one of this foolish marketing agencies, Nevertheless I picked (Blame it on the african in me). Lo and behold it was Dr. Francesca!

She told me her husband was in Nigeria months back and discovered all that transpired and they tried getting in touch with me but could not. She asked me what I was doing, and asked that I send my credentials.

5 months later I was abroad studying software engineering free of charge; Eating vegetables and cheese.





NB: Sorry for the protracted delays in updating this post: I currently work as a senior software engineer for a company and we are in crazy season (ship it season). So I barely have time to do anything at all.

However this time it was not as bad:

1) Now I had somewhere to sleep and enough garri to last me for 10 recessions, 3 Nuclear Wars and 1 Lifetime
2) I had 79,900 and would have had over 80,000 if the foolish UBA did not keep using my money to buy recharge cards. (Caveat: if you add bank to the end of UBA na you sabi)
3) Now I had some skill in (and the most important part: I had built a product that I could sell for money)

Now I am not a religious person, I believe in GOD and that's it. I read the Quran and I read the Bible and I try to be a good neighbour. I was still thinking of all the things I wanted to do to juliet if I ever saw her again self. But I Prayed for that Thieving, Conniving, Looting, Exploiter of a boss and moved on with my life.

I took a bus to Asaba, to meet a client of my former boss and I sold the product I built for 615 thousand but I was so naive I used the money to pay for an office and employ a secretary and two support staff. (Learner: I thought I was going to be the next google)
Salaries, utilities and 3 months later I was back to my lifetime of Garri and LESS than N1,000.
I had Locked the future google office and sold the computers for almost free to raise cash, And I could not sell the furniture for half the price I bought them.
At this point in my life there was no more spark in me, I WAS living from hand to mouth and there was no Job or succour in sight. This was the point in my life where if some devil had said to me "give me your sperms for riches" I would have given him my testes, manhood, and urine as well.

Then one saturday morning I was having "Kwese and Koi Koi" ('Akara and Pap/Akamu') at my girlfriend's shed close to my house. When I got a call from a +61****** number


(My darling Amara: May you Rest Beautifully, You had the most beautiful personality I have ever known, and remained a light in my darkest years.)

dhtml18:
Arrant nonsense!

I still hold you in high esteem. [s]But to call the experiences and travails of someone else nonsense because you can not relate to it is...

This is the only response I will provide to you and any other enantiomers of similar outburst. I have seen too much bullshit to last 3 lifetimes and I don't get perturbed by it. I however can not pass by something that stinks without giving my two cents about the stank[/s].

AND TRULY! What was there to stop them from beating me to the shape of a chewing gum, and harvesting my parts for the proverbial dollars. Not that they did not beat me but as I think in retrospect, it was not that bad. However it was Bad enough that I had to go to the hospital the next day; That is where I met Dr. Francesca, May GOD Bless Her Soul.
She asked me what happened and I told her my three day ordeal, she took me to see her husband who gave me a Job in his business center/cyber cafe and accommodation in the gate-man's quarters.

After 8 months of working there Her and Her husband moved back to Australia, and I changed to another Business Center, all the while wasting my time on the foolish programming language called C#. The owner of this business center was an Engineer with an oil company in Uyo, and I agreed to collect only 20% of my salary for 2 years so I can use the 80% being saved to pursue my lofty torn filled journey to becoming a man of software. After 2 years of no complaints or incidence I told my boss of my intention to further my education using my savings. And he wrote me a cheque of N40,000. When I asked him why He said he was broke and When I complained he said I was cheeky and disrespectful and kicked me out.
Second time someone kicked me out because I said I wanted to read Software Engineering.

So I got to the market and sat near my Akwa Ibom sisters (food sellers) far away from my Igbo brothers (Phone Sellers) so they won't come and meet me waiting for them as to exploit me.
Couple of hours later I left the market with a torchlight Nokia phone and N22,500.

Okay ex-doctor in training turned mathematician (Practice on aspects of my new profession) started doing mental mathematics on the current situation: "I want to read software engineering" + I had no house or roof over my head + N22,500 = Suicide.

Before someone will ask did I kill myself. I did not... But I felt worse with the 22.5 in my hand than I did without any money or direction.
You see now I had small money but felt powerless because spending it was synonymous to walking towards the motor park again, so I had a brilliant Idea, I would look for an uncompleted building and squat there for a few nights, I found one easily; took permission from the baba in charge (1,000) and bought some sleeping materials for 3,000 and that is how I found a new home with very little effort.

The First night was horrible, damp, noisy, mosquitoes, cold.... I FELT USELESS WITH MYSELF. However, The second Night?
The Second Night Was so bad it made the first night look like a new-year party.
WHY?
My Landlord/Gateman/Caretaker of the property disappeared like a ship in Nigeria. And about 5-6 boys with all maner of knives and barb wire (YES AN IDIOT WAS WALKING ABOUT WITH A ROPE OF SPIKES) and something that looked too local to be a gun came to visit me. First thing that came to my head was "I have been used for money ritual".

...

And So I started trekking with no direction or destination in my head. I just started walking and before you knew it I was at a bus-stop/park. Sat down next to a boy selling Viju Milk and I instantly turned to philosopher and started looking at people as they highlighted from different buses and wondering if all was chaotic in their lives and if they knew what tomorrow held for them.
Night came and I was on that bench head in my hands when a driver walked up to me and asked If I was okay and why I was sitting there at that time, I told him I was fine. And then a strange thing happened he offered for me to keep my bag in his boot to prevent the ogas of the night from identifying me as prey and said I could sleep in the backseat of his bus. I sat there and fought PRIDE and FEAR for all of 30mins before taking up the offer of a home in a bus park for the night.
NEXT DAY: My benefactor (the Driver) told me he was headed towards Wuse to pick his conductor and would drop me anywhere along that axis for free, And then I remembered my predicament. How Will I get Money?

What did I have that could fetch me money?
1. Bag of clothes
2. Phone

The answer was clear as day... I had to sell my phone! And as Fate would have it my new landlord was heading to Wuse Market.



That sounded a good a plan as any...

Sorry! Due to an untimely tragedy I could not continue on schedule. I will however finish this over the course of as few posts as possible.

So I stood on the street just outside my former home, there I were, just standing, with no home, no family no body all, Instant Hobo!!! because I refused to be looking inside all manner of orifices(holes) mouth, ear, nose, openings etc; Na Joke O! Before 1 Doctor comes and insults my whole village for making light of his profession. That he spent 17 years to graduate from because of ASUU.
I knew I was disowned because of all the 'SCHOOL FEES' and 'ALLOWANCES' and 'my son is a doctor -> BRAGGING RIGHTS' I just flushed down the toilet.
Chaaaii!!! Those were the longest 5 mins of my life, Over 1 million questions in my head:
Should I go back and beg My Parents?
Am I not cursed from the village? Who abandons everything like that?
Will I be able to do apprentice for the Generator Guy Down the road? (I was considering this.)
If I can't become a software engineer why did I quit medicine?
What will I eat? sleep?
ONE thing was clear - I needed legal tender a.k.a 'Money'. But some people call him 'kudi'. (Or 'her' make them NFA no come call me chauvinistic maniac. Oversabi's)

But How? Painful thing was it was not in the morning I was disowned, and I kept hearing one voice like the one of 'GAME OF THRONES' in my head saying 'Night Is Coming!'

FCT Abuja. No family again, Friends sef I did not have any in Abuja 'that could house my bag talkless of me'. Where will I get money from? Where will I get money? Where will I get money? then I heard the voice again this time with a Nigerian accent 'Night is Coming O!'
Saliva finish for my body, my brain enter OD(overdrive) and my question change -> to How will i get money?
Night is coming! How will I get money?
To be continued...


NB: NFA = Nairaland Feminists Association.

Would haff loff to participate efen if it is to jus assess the different technologies used to achief the task. Me I haff gone python and aff been loffing it all the way. Anyone that cares to know my own tool stack it would haff been Python: nltk, SciPy-NumPy, Pandas.

- I yam putting this hear for people that might be interested in towing this route to have a point to start off from.

CAVEAT EMPTOR: DON'T COME HERE AND TALK ABOUT HOW JAVA IS BETTER THAN C++ AND HOW FORTRAN IS SWEETER THAN IJEBU GARRI, Programming languages are just tools. Get over it.

I remember my first day in University vividly. I was supposed to be a medical student; serious, read everything I see in the university including signboards and logos on pure water and coke bottle or I will fail medicine, but I could not help but notice all the fine fine girls I saw especially Juliet, Chai! Juliet was finer than a bowl of ice cream on a very hot tuesday - back to the story before I digress.
Medicine was easy - I can also still remember the comma shaped mass at the junction between the anterior vena carva and the right atrium, the osteologies and myologies and garries... in short everything -ies. I never got a GPA of less than 4.7 after my first 2 years until ONE FATEFUL DAY - funny I can't remember the day.
My best friends elder brother gave me a hard disk with about 22gb of Videos from CBT Nuggets containing numerous videos from:
- ccie
- Java
- C# then .net framework 2+ i think
- citrix
- comptia
and other technologies too numerous to mention......... Anyway, after that day and after spending 4 years in the university I QUIT AND WENT HOME. I had found what I had been looking for since flip phones were in vogue.

Came home and told my parents I wanted to read software engineering and THEY DISOWNED ME IMMEDIATELY, NO QUESTIONS ASKED KICKED ME OUT OF THE HOUSE.
To be continued......

Kudos to the guy... Play and flexing chop my own to 4.48 e be like say make I cry! It is not easy.




Hope NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT WILL MINE AND OPTIMIZE not just him but all her other ASSETS because brain drain is coming to hit us hard.

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This a definitely a 2006/5
change ur post title sir..

4.5M I have

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