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- Entry-Level Quality Assurance Developer
- Back End Developer
- Senior Front End Developer
Depending on experience, our new employees will be paid Portland area competitive market rate salaries. Look up your current job title and your actual experience at Payscale.com to get an estimate of your pay.
Please send your application in hardcopy form via postal mail:
Portland Custom Software Development
NedSpace Broadway
707 SW Washington St Suite 1100
Portland, OR 97205-3528
The start date is long time from now so do take all the time you require to write your cover letter. In your cover please list the titles and authors of a few of your favorite books.
Our hair isn't pointy; you do not need a Computer Science degree! While the Senior Front End Developer does require Javascript expertise, neither developer job needs experience with any particular framework.
We are writing our back end in Python but will happily hire a Back End coder who has experience in any of Perl, Ruby, Java, PHP, Node.js and the like.
Our Entry-Level QA position would be perfect for recent college graduates as well as technically inclined high school graduates. We will consider part-time work for current high school students.
(Score: 3, Insightful) by Arik on Tuesday September 25 2018, @05:27AM (3 children)
Refuses to work at all in a sane browser. When opened in a throw-away VM with modern trash, it wants me to tell it what I'm paid before it tells me what I should be paid... hrmm yeah nah. Closed window, purged VM.
I suppose the people you want to reach for this aren't likely to mind being exploited like that though. Which is actually kind of a shame, really, just for reasons of comedy. Nothing would be funnier than a 'javascript expert web developer' complaining about being exploited!
Anyhow, hope you're doing well, stay away from that emergency room.
If laughter is the best medicine, who are the best doctors?
(Score: 2) by MichaelDavidCrawford on Tuesday September 25 2018, @07:37AM (2 children)
I had two quite severe manic episodes during the summer. The first I blew fifteen grand in eleven glorious days [warplife.com] and so have gone back to dining at the Portland Rescue Mission.
The second I was awake for well over one hundred hours, most of that time spent writing essays. Lots of essays. In the middle of that I wrote fifteen essays simultaneously - or rather, rapidly switching from essay to essay. I'd write a paragraph for one then get seized with something I wanted to write for the next.
None of the symptoms I previously regarded as warning signs occurred, else I would have gone to the emergency room well before Shit Hit The Fan. I found out the hard way that Trileptal stops just _some_ symptoms of mania but by no means _all_ of them.
However.
The last couple weeks I've been doing really well at focussing on my work. To be unable to focus is quite a common problem for me.
Let me check my logs... Soggy Jobs' Distinct Hosts Served is down from last month, however my crowdfunding announcement [soggy.jobs] has had 9,000 hits, doubtlessly because that same page is where I first posted that I'm accepting applications.
I have I think 286 followers on Twitter. It's really easy to get more followers - just follow my followers' followers, some of them will follow me back. I mean the whole Twitter culture it's just like a bunch of whores, it really is.
I haven't been putting much effort into preparing for my crowdfunding launch. Tomorrow I'll start writing my pitch essay, also I'll shoot some still photos to use in the storyboard for my pitch video.
I have a close friend who is an entertainment industry professional. I'm going to shoot my video's raw footage, then Ted is going to edit it for me.
Good Times.
Yes I Have No Bananas. [gofundme.com]
(Score: 3, Funny) by Arik on Tuesday September 25 2018, @01:59PM (1 child)
Ouch, you must really hate whores. Is there a story there?
If laughter is the best medicine, who are the best doctors?
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Saturday September 29 2018, @11:19PM
This one time, MDC slept with a whore, and she was his mother.