Life as an engineer
I have my opinions. You have yours. Take everything with a grain of salt.
Tuesday, February 25, 2025
The Book Series - Management 3.0
Sunday, February 23, 2025
The sun has set on MultiUni
Facebook will shut down the MultiUni page in a few days due to inactivity. That is generous because I don't think anything of value was posted to the page in the last decade. MultiUni ceased to exist long before this day, like my social life.
MultiUni was founded in 2009 by Huy Zing. Huy was my lecturer at RMIT. He understood the hurdles one had to jump through to open a course in an institute like a university because he had never succeeded in doing so. And he understood that formal education was not suitable for everyone because he was more of a software engineer than a lecturer. I assisted in a couple of courses. Though I have never seen a mission statement of MultiUni but if there was, it probably read like this: to bring the latest and most important technology courses to as many people in the local community as possible. We did exclusively in-person classes. We also did it for free. Pretty sure that was why I ended up writing this sunset post.
Free in-person tech courses. That might sound like a strange idea today but the world was also stranger back then. Open courses from the likes of MIT, Stanford, or Harvard were still in the infant stage. Coursera was not founded until 3 years later in 2012. English was a bigger barrier than it is today. Not everyone was social media native, I remember we had to discuss whether MultiUni on Facebook, yeah the one being shut down, should be a page or a group.
The first course was #iphonedev. The app store debuted the year before and mobile app development was all the rage. There was no iOS, only iPhone. There was no Swift, only ObjectiveC. There were few Macs, but plenty of hackintosh wannabes. Huy taught this class himself. Phu and I were his assistants. We would read the material the week before, do the exercise, internalize it, and bring it to the class the week after. Well, at least ideally. There were times we started reading the material in the morning of the evening class. I met Kien in that class who eventually ended up becoming a mobile developer for no less than Google Singapore.
The second course was probably an Android one. It felt like a compulsory follow-up to the iPhone course. The Yin and the Yang. Probably, because I didn't stand that class. Huy met Binh online, whom I was told was among the first self-taught Android developers in Saigon those days, and convinced Binh a community course was the next best thing he could do. Binh went on and hit many high notes in his career, Huy was probably right.
Then my memory got blurry. School got crazier. I ran my own club. Huy returned to the US at some point. Between here and there there might be a couple more courses but I couldn't really tell. In 2012, Phu and I (and many others) graduated and both worked at Cogini Inc. We thought it would be cool to bring the course back, so we made Web Tech 141. It was a 5-week course where each week we went through one web framework in a different programming language. PHP. Java. Roby. Python. I couldn't recall the last one for the sake of my life. Must be something not great. Erlang perhaps? I met An in that class, he is in the US now. And that was the last of it. 2012 was the year of Coursera, Khan Academy, and many more. Virtually every university worth its salt published its courses' recordings and material online. MultiUni sits in a corner of my profile to this day though I don't know how many still remember it.
The timing of this sunset is uncanny. Mobile development took the world by storm. It indeed changed the world in many ways better than Blockchain would ever do. Today GenAI is making a storm 10x the size. Vietnam in the late 2000s had a shortage of training materials and exposure. People shared what they knew more... primitively, for lack of a better word. What I meant was the organization was stretchy, and the presentation was dull even by the standard back then. Yet there was no hidden agenda, there were definitely personal interests but rarely a monetary one, and attempts to spread knowledge seemed genuine. Today, if someone puts a tutorial or a course online for free, you better check if it is to hype up a particular technology, an attempt to demonstrate the influence of a person in his/her little bubble of the Internet, or a demo version of consultancy or paid courses. Speaking of paid courses, MOOCs enable training on virtually any topic one can think of, good or bad. In fact, because it is easier to make bad content rather than good one, MOOCs are diamonds mixed in land mines. There are more hidden agendas. Or it could be that the world has always been like that, the people have always been like that, I was just naive. I wouldn't disagree, I was technically a teenager in the first MultiUni class, what did I know. And I would never know. No one baths in the same river twice. MultiUni is an obsolete invention, a stepping stone no longer needed by its environment, and a cache of fond memories in my coming-of-age journey.
I dug this logo up from a slide. That is everything I have left. |
P/S introducing Huy as one of my lecturers doesn't do him justice. Huy taught me a mere course out of 24 or so courses at RMIT. But he gave me my first job, exposed me and a bunch of others in my generation to the infectious Silicon Valley startup mindset, and started MultiUni and Barcamp Saigon both of which I ran for a while. Who I am today is the realization of the vision given by Huy in those early days. For this, I am forever grateful.
Friday, January 24, 2025
2024 - Life could be so hard sometimes
Takuji Ichikawa wrote something along the lines that writing a novel is like crying. Putting words down is akin to when tears are visible. By then it is a done deal. The heavy lifting is the process leading to the first drop. Tidal waves of emotion, kicks in the stomach, and even punches in the face, hopefully figuratively, are at work for that moment. It is magical and it is despair. All that time, the manifestation is invisible. I didn't talk much about it, nor write, yet more than half of January has gone through and I am still figuring out what to make of the last year. In the recent couple of years, I have felt attuned to the rhythm of the world, from a faraway war to the rise of temperature to a drop in interest rate. 2024 is so personal.
Photos were taken
In my younger years, I used to be a vivid amateur photographer. I liked it quite a lot. The hobby made me look at life through a different lens ;) Time flew slower. Locations were canvas. The next subject would be just around the next turn. Really, as a bachelor, that was the best reason to drag myself out of the house and to all the weird corners. Yet one thing and another, the lockdown flipped everything off, the joy faded, the places turned dull. Then the camera died 2 years ago. Well not exactly, only LCD died turning the thing into a decade-old Kodak. I would know what photos I took if I could find a computer. I obviously didn't sign up for the film camp.
At some point, Vy had this wild idea: let's take our own pre-wedding photos. It sorta made sense, we travel relatively regularly, and we don't think the wedding is the biggest thing in life, it just has to be fun, as long as the photos are in focus we can make them work. Little did we know, taking any couple photos that were not selfies was such a pain in the ass. We were out of frame, out of focus, and out of place. That lasted for exactly one trip, to Kota Kinabalu.
After the ordeal though, I netted a massive win: a new camera. How I took photos had changed. I was no longer the guy wandering the street, I commuted and I picked up my fiance from... places. I am horrible at taking portraits, which are the majority of my photos now. My everyday life is not scenic, it is mundane. It only takes a spider to make my morning excited these days. That sounds bad, I swear I am not that boring. Anyway, a new toy is never a bad idea amirite?
Trees were murdered in mass
Ok it is not that bad. I absolutely positively killed more trees than I grew though. What started as a way to put a breath of life into the new place eventually grew on me ;) Checking on the green minions is how my day starts and ends. I have growth lights in my place, does that mean I live in a greenhouse? I am impatient by nature, my favorite moment of getting things done is the day before. Naturally, I poked around too much, fertilized too generously, and pruned too often. I am glad I didn't get a dog or a cat. Trees don't scream bwahaha.
Through a process of forceful natural selection, the ones I have left are quite robust. I can leave a week or two without them missing me much. It took two years to settle in, I am done with modifying the look of the apartment. Technically, the murphy bed doesn't see much use and I can totally easily make it a splendid aquarium... Perhaps another time.
GenAI is taking over the world
A lost cousin
Our lives were different only by a few coin tosses of life that I felt as if I watched my life pass by through a mirror. It was the kind of reflection that rocked my core. He passed away in June and my memory of July was just the color of black. My cousin left Earth a memento, a tween boy who is smart, timid, and might as well be on a spectrum of autism. He is in so many ways different from both his late father and myself yet so full of potential for greatness, the kind of potential that could wither in the wrong environment. I wanted to stop that vicious circle of life. I am trying. At the same time, I am only in my 30s. I am ready for work. I never feel ready for life.
The burnt-out is here
For many years, I was the embodiment of gung ho at work. I was the first man to come in the time of trouble, and the last man out. I was a one-man on-call team for years before I was blessed with a talented team of DevOps. I made it a point that I never asked anyone to do anything I couldn't do myself. I have been like that for the last 10 years.
I tried to build capacity for the team in numerous topics, but in a startup, things you need to do crop up way faster than things you have figured out. Many times it came down to personal effort and self-sacrifice. One of my favorite sayings goes like this, running a business is like being an octopus, you juggle many things in parallel, or else you get crushed by competition. But you can't pay an equal amount of attention to those many things, or else you get crushed by mental pressure. The trick is to pay attention to one thing till it has a clear chance of success, keep a light touch on it, and move on to the next priority. Well I guess even the most mighty octopus only has 8 arms.
For a while, there seemed to be so many things happening at once for my little trick to work. People come and go, leaving behind gaping holes for the ones behind. There was organizational restructuring done with the best intentions but butchered by unskilled execution or unpredictable future. We were practicing disaster recovery one day and rushed to put together a new product cluster the next. We were fixing carrier integrations for days just to have them broken down in a few hours. It's like being punched in the face, falling down, and before you can properly stand up, get another blow in the liver. I understand nobody wants to sign up for hardship, but at times, it feels incredibly lonely.
With my stress high and my health in decline, I turned to computer games. I longed for a win to make up for the loss out there. But I always remember my loss more than my win and I keep coming back for more. This is not the way. I understand that much. I need the strength to get myself out of the swamp. The strength that vanishes before the end of a work day. There were meetings I sat through without my brain working.
I burned out before, big time, so bad that there wasn't anything left. I built everything again from scratch. I was out of job for 6 months and didn't regain my confidence for the next 2 years. Those 6 months were the best time of my life. I don't know if I can afford it this time. It is such a crucial moment in the life of Parcel Perform and I don't want to see everyone's effort in a decade turn into smoke. Past a certain point, life doesn't usually get harder, things just happen a lot faster. Like Tetris. This time though, getting myself out of a swamp while keeping on juggling might be the hardest challenge for me yet.
Monday, July 29, 2024
The Book Series - An Elegant Puzzle
Without delving into specific examples, some knowledge I find particularly inspiring in this book includes:
- The two most important managerial for an engineer are: making technical migrations cheap, and running clean reorganizations.
- In the event of a reorganization, changing the scope of a team is easier than changing the team members.
- People easily and understandably mistake growth in size for growth in impact and mastery. Growth in size has more to do with a company's growth than individual level.
- Drafting policy is important. Once done, it is crucial to avoid undermining your work, and yourself, with exceptions.
That is to name only a few. Some might sound silly to you. And that's good, you are already better than I was when I started my path. I am still pretty bad at my craft, to be frank. Books like this, they help.
Saturday, May 18, 2024
Just because
It was a fine Friday afternoon. I was one comment on my neat technical design from a getaway weekend. And the comment read "Why Firebase?". My mind answered with questions. What answer is expected from me? Is it about cost because Firebase is a managed service? Is it about the latency between data update and data retrieval? Is it about alternatives such as self-hosted web sockets? I tried to read between the lines so I could be helpful but with 2 words and a question mark, there wasn't a lot of space to work with. I let out a sigh and attempted a carpet-bombing of an answer - a remark for every reason crossing my mind. And from the pit of my stomach, an irritation was growing.
That reminded me of a psychology experiment in the 1970s. Psychologist Ellen Langer walked up to the first in a line at a photocopier and said: "Excuse me. I have five pages. May I use the machine?" Her success rate was 60 percent. When she ran the experiment again, this time providing a reason "Excuse me. I have five pages. May I use the machine because I'm in a rush?" The success rate went to 94 percent. That is understandable, after all the most common reason to cut in is to be in a hurry, or be a jerk. I believed prof Langer asked nicely. She tried yet another approach: "Excuse me. I have five pages. May I go before you, because I have to make some copies?" Even though the reason was... oxymoron because why else standing in front of a photocopier, she was allowed to pass with a similar stellar success rate (93 percent).
My situation with the comment would have improved had it come with a reason. "Why Firebase? Because Google might shut it down tomorrow." Ah, the classic Google move when things don't work out.
The human mind craves causal effects for it wants to make sense of the world. When we justify our behavior (or, in my case, question), we will encounter more tolerance and helpfulness. The level of reason is in direct proportion to the stake of the situation. It seems to matter very little if the excuse is good or not in daily ordinaries. Using a simple validation "because" is sufficient. But if someone's direction is in the blast zone, the reasons provide the course of navigation and they better be sound. Regardless, the knowledge of a justification reassures and calms our minds. After all, nothing is more frustrating than being kept in the dark.
"Because" is an unassuming little word that dutifully greases the wheels of human interaction. Don't be a narcissistic asshole. Use it to your heart's content, because it provides reasons ;)
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I was introduced to the "because justification" by Rolf Dobelli's The Art of Thinking Clearly. It is a good book. The illustration was from Google Image and I wouldn't recommend saying so.
Tuesday, April 30, 2024
The Book Series - Peopleware
Tuesday, April 16, 2024
The Book Series - Ý tưởng này là của chúng mình
"Ý Tưởng Này Là Của Chúng Mình" is a Vietnamese book. As far as I can tell, there is no English translation. It's a collection of blog posts from a renowned copywriter about his career. It conveys stories of one who is dedicated to his career. It could have been a heavy topic but in contrast, the book is devoid of all formal language and academic knowledge. It's funny, casual, and vulgar, like listening to a close friend ranting over weekend coffee. That makes it very entertaining and a great testimonial to the author and his craft - you wouldn't want to see a moody ad, would you.
But dude, you are a software engineer, the worst kind of engineer, why do you have anything to do with stories from ad agencies, you ask. Firstly, it is just a really good piece of writing and thoroughly enjoyable. Turn out, there is nothing special about software engineering. Copywriters and the rest of the ad industry seem to have the exact same concerns: you are in because you love what you do, or because it is a trendy career choice; you need both dedication and passion if you want to go far; you have to be conscious of keeping your job from eroding your personal life; etc.
However, those alone would not cut it for this series, because you likely find those empty sayings in just about every self-help book available. But the author makes a good case of show-don't-tell. Paired with his humor, the book, to me, is a giant reminder of the joy of doing the thing you love. Yes, the work you do every day is supposed to be fun. In return, you are supposed to invest in knowledge, health, and time so you can continue doing what you love in the long run. Work can be fun if it is what you love, and you do it right.
P/S I re-read this book from time to time for the sheer entertainment element. I wasn't good enough to write this vividly about the tech scene. I tried. I hope someone better than me will do some day. You should give "Ý Tưởng Này Là Của Chúng Mình" a try. Provided that you know Vietnamese, I don't think you will regret it.