At that time, I was only attracted by the fact that I could get a good salary as soon as I graduated, and I neglected to realize that the industry I was going to work in was a rotten, bulky and closed one, and the job I was engaged in was a job with no accumulation. Yet because of the lack of cognition, I didn't care about any of that. And these evils made me drink my words when I tried to change my career path.
August 2013, I reported for induction.
With the train traveling north, from night to day, from plains to mountains, from prosperity to desolation, my heart struggled with the hope that the place I was going to be was a prosperous one. When I reached my destination, it wasn't that disappointing. After a brief training session, I realized that I had a complete gap in my knowledge of railroads and I was not interested in the industry in the least.
With the end of the training, we went our separate ways to the production plant, and I came to Arukolqin Banner, Chifeng City, Inner Mongolia. This is the only place in Inner Mongolia where I felt good during these years. Here I have to talk about my master, Lao Wen.
I remember after a construction, we wait in the culvert to go back to the car, he asked about my specialties, I said I can program, English is good, he was first surprised, and then told me seriously, you these two skills, do not lose, may be one day to rely on them to eat. I was curious, old Wen is not the ability to predict the future, a few years later, really let him hit the nail on the head.
In 2014, I left the Aluqorqin flag, the parting, I gave Lao Wen a can according to the temperature and humidity of the automatic control of the fan, I welded their own circuit boards, write their own program.
The train slowly pulled away from the platform, looking at the station house of the Chabuga three iron word sign, gradually leaving my field of vision, I have a sense of foreboding.
I came to another part of Inner Mongolia, Sangendalai, meaning the sea of plenty.
It was a place so desolate that I saw more cows and sheep than people every day. It was here that I really began to loathe the industry and the work. This loathing is not like a wound that hurts, but more like scabies that itches. You scratch it and it itches, you don't scratch it and it's still comfortable.
I had a cell phone number and bank card from my hometown, and even though I didn't use it much, I still hadn't canceled it because I was afraid of being forgotten by the city. At that time, my life plan was so slim that I had the feeling that it was better to die than to live.
Warm water can boil a frog as well as a man.
There have also been times when the thought of quitting my job has been catalyzed, I don't know how many times, because it's too far from home, because it's too cold, because it's too poor. This idea is like a firework, in a certain moment is very strong dazzling, but it is finally annihilated and dissipated.
My job was so simple and unskilled that it made me wonder if just anyone could pull it off. Instead, I did it for the fun of it. I wanted to be somewhat technically inclined so that I could go jump ship and get out of here. However I thought wrong, the skills were built up and the slot was nowhere to be found.
And what made me make up my mind to leave was the embarrassment I felt when I tried to jump ship.
While the country's total mileage of nearly 130,000 kilometers, but the railroad industry is narrow is recognized as a fact, railroad workers if you want to jump ship, basically only the subway, equipment manufacturers, but the subway and equipment manufacturers and few and far between. But I am still full of confidence because of my senior job search experience, I think I am a meat and potatoes.
I put in my resume in March 2016, full of expectations. I was afraid to turn my cell phone off and put it on silent mode because I thought that call notifying me of an interview would come at any moment. I don't know if that's conceited or self-defeating.
March went by and I was still waiting for that call. a little panicked in April, a little anxious in May, a little disappointed in June, and a little skeptical in July. I never imagined that I would be faced with such an awkward situation when I wanted to jump ship. The feeling of loss is something I can hardly accept. I don't dare to say what I used to say, and I don't dare to brag what I used to brag. For finding a job, not to mention the right to choose, not even the opportunity to interview.
I remember when I was packing up my things in July, I accidentally saw that familiar file bag, which has my resume, internship certificate, sixth grade, computer and other award certificates. These things are all the things I carried with me when I was looking for a job in my senior year. I was so sad that I said to myself, "You're all mixed up in this now, your resume has been out for months, and no one cares about you".
In that moment, I was determined to quit. After this point successfully detonated, not only let me make up my mind to resign, but also let me make the decision to change the industry. Because I knew the railroad industry was too narrow and I didn't want to not even have an option when I wanted to jump ship.
In February 2017, I left my job. From then on, there was no more relationship with the railroad except for riding the train.
Leaving my job was easy, but what to do next? I found it harder to make that decision than the decision to leave my job.
In 2015, the stock market exploded. I also jumped at the chance to take a small stab at it, and the news broadcasts, which I hadn't watched for years, came back to me, and I looked for spiders in the news to make buying and selling decisions for the next day. That year the news broadcast repeatedly mentioned Internet +, but I did not care.
It didn't occur to me that the information I got that year would be useful a year later. Why don't I go to the Internet industry? I still have a little bit of programming foundation after all, and those previous programming experiences made me sure of this programming path.
After leaving his job, he came to Beijing, where he was unfamiliar with the area and had to start from scratch. He enrolled in an IT training course, and after four months of training, he successfully interviewed with an Internet company for a Java development job based on his not-so-poor foundation and previous interview experience.
The first job after the change of career is not as smooth as I thought.
First of all, the work time is not adapted to the previous time in the railroad, eight o'clock in the morning to work, usually seven forty get up. Lunch break of two hours, if the cafeteria opened early in the afternoon, five o'clock off. The body has long been adapted to this more loose rhythm of work. So the first two months of the new job, let me very uncomfortable. Can only take an hour lunch break at noon, but also just lying on the table to rest. Once a little more than five o'clock, it is a bit unable to sit down, and hungry and sleepy, and began to think about when to get off work.
Then the work content is not adapted, before just engaged in simple manual labor, has long been familiar with. But now you have to write code, to organize documents, to meet and communicate, at that time, I feel like a waste of time, I can not even understand Word, communication skills are also very lacking. The long period of looseness and isolation has degraded all my abilities and skills.
The biggest challenge is the difficulty of the work. We all know that programmer's labor is cerebral. I've never doubted my intelligence, but for nearly two to three years, my brain has been idle, so trying to reboot it has been a time-consuming and labor-intensive endeavor. Coupled with the fact that I come from a non-science background, a lot of my knowledge and experience is very lacking. I had to spend half a day on things that others could do in an hour. At that time, I was very agonized, and sometimes I wondered if I had made a mistake in choosing IT. If I did not resign, every day still happily engaged in the previous work, although not wonderful, but will not be now so difficult ah.
At that time, I felt that I was always a layman, always stumbling. It's been that way for the last six months since I switched careers. Overtime is not serious in our company. But during those months, I rarely got off work at nine. Either I was working overtime or I was on my way to work overtime. There were times when I was close to breaking down, when I wanted to curse, when I wanted to slam my computer. The empty office, colleagues have been off work, and I am still knocking code to find bugs, looking at the neon lights outside the window, I scolded myself, you are SB. said that there is a darkness before the dawn, get through, will see the dawn. But when will my dawn come?
Actually, I thought about sticking with it at first, and if I looked for another job related to my original job, I could find one. But I didn't want to just give up, I didn't feel like an a**.
Just like this day by day, I seem to be the same, difficult to get started, like a layman in this industry outside the wandering. I'm still busy every day, and I have to find some tutorials to learn every day. In addition to eating and sleeping, it's all about work and study.
In the sixth month of the transition, there has been a sea change, and I don't know why, but my own technical level has gone up to a new level. The quality and efficiency of completing requirements have improved a lot. Because I keep stepping on the pit, my familiarity with the whole system is clearer than some of my colleagues. The new knowledge and new technology can be comprehended faster, and can solve problems independently. The idea of development is also clear, it feels as if someone has cleared the fog in front of you. Development can also be familiar with the road, but also be able to normal off. I've finally adapted to this new industry, and I'm finally getting a foothold in this industry.
You have to ask me why I have to have such a big change, I don't know, maybe that part of the road is what I have to go. Or maybe it's something that everyone who changes careers has to go through.
Sometimes I wonder. How lucky I am to have adapted well in this industry despite all the difficulties I've experienced. I'm so glad I jumped out of the last industry, otherwise I would still be working outdoors in the cold wind. And traveling nearly thirty hours a month on the train, wanting to buy something nice, but being shy.
Actually, changing careers is pretty hard. It's hard to make the decision to change careers, it's hard to adapt to a new industry. There are times when you're about to collapse, times when you want to give up. But when it's late at night, think about why you made the decision to change careers. Wake up the next day and keep doing it. Hang in there, the darkness before the dawn will eventually pass.
I always believed that the path I was on was brighter. Although I don't know what challenges I will encounter in the future, I have to admit that this career change experience is a great asset for me.
I've never regretted changing careers, just that it was a little late.