Second. Designers are not the same as coders, nor the product guys, since they were the ones doing the negotiating. Sounds like they didn't value her much, since they weren't paying her much. Yes, they could have insisted that she was part of the deal, but I have never noticed that "Making offers to four-fifths of a company as part of an acqui-hire, while legal, is nearly unheard of in Silicon Valley..." Google had seen her work and interviewed her. I'm sorry to see this spun so hard as sexism on so little. If they'd had an engineering department of ten, and five were women, and they'd hired the five guys, maybe. You'd still have to see their resumés. And their code.
Next Month on the Billfold: I am engaged to a person who works at home on his own schedule, but doesn't make very much money. Not nearly as much as I do. I work really hard at a tough job, and we have a pretty nice lifestyle, but now that we're getting married, and I'm thinking about children. Kid expenses would kibosh a lot of our nice extras like takeout and longer vacations, and it's pretty much impossible for me to take any time off work, since I'm the one with the steady paying gig. Unfortunately I'm also the one with the uterus and breasts. My partner is one of those people who thinks he's got the system beat. He's a writer. Spends a lot of time puttering around the house, doing that writerly procrastination thing. It's great that he gets things done around the house, but it's not like if he had to go to the office the garbage would never go out again. He doesn't even try to assert that he does more than 50%. When I talk about his trying to earn more money, he points out that we don't really need as much as we have. He's big on the virtue of frugality. But I'd infinitely prefer that he compromise his high ideals and earn more than 25% of the household budget. Oh well. I haven't married him yet.
When I got a prenatal massage I was not really joking when I told the woman that what I'd really like it to pay her the $85 to leave me here alone, lying on my stomach for the first time in four months, on this wonderful table.
I signed up for Motley Fool with a unique email address, and got a freaking tidal wave of spam for vaguely financial shit like credit monitoring. Wasn't impressed.
This must be for the people who paid for Prime and then never bought any non-perishable anything from any local source ever again. Toilet paper once a month, Windex once every six weeks, six pairs of blue boxers once a year. The agorophobe special.
http://www.heifer.org SO GREAT
The laying the blame part, that's like being an addict who hasn't been to any meetings yet.
That is not hack. That is enviably awesome.
Not only not having to figure taxes quarterly, but also not having to pay the employer-side share of Social Security and Medicare. If you're getting a 1099 then you're paying both. When you go to a W-2 position, they start paying half. Something like 7.5%.
If you're going to talk about this stuff, got to mention Reed and St. Johns, who said it was such bullshit they wouldn't cooperate, and got skewered for it by the magazine.