IT crowd

I never knew many IT people. And those few I knew I used to call nerds or geeks or just weirdos. You know what this is all about: stereotypes. I saw them on the telly, in films etc. where they were pictured as unsocial, boring and geeky, so I naturally built this image about them in my mind…

This reminds me of my grandma. She used to force me try new meals when I was little and whenever I refused she asked me: Have you ever tried it before? I said I didn’t. And she always replied: Then don’t judge! Try it first and then decide whether you like it or not.

This is so true. I never had a real IT nerd for a friend. Yeah, I knew several people who studied computer science but it was different when we were students. I never experienced what it’s like to be inside the environment. So I kept on nurturing this stereotype until I got this job.

And I found myself right IN the environment: it’s just five of us in this little startup – three software developers, one designer and me. Aside from these three “nerds” I closely work with I got to know lots of others because we sit in a co-working space of more than 40 people and there are so many of them! (Actually, I feel like a weirdo most of the times – not understanding half the things they’re talking about.) I always thought that I, as a computer anti-talent, can never get on with these people. I thought our opinions, lifestyles and sense of humour are worlds apart.

It turns out they’re NOT. I realised this thanks to these two people: Milka and Juraj (in this picture we were preparing breakfast for our fellow co-workers, which is a Monday tradition).

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To put it simply – I love them. They’re so good, kind, genuine, honest, funny…  I can’t really describe them without having to use superlatives. I have absolute trust towards them. I know that when I tell them something they won’t pass it on. I know that when I’m in a bad mood in the morning they’ll cheer me up during the day. We are so different, our lives outside work are so different… but for an unknown reason we click. I’ve found great friends in these two in the time when I really needed a friend and it makes me so happy I could die.

This might be a huge generalisation, but I’ve found out something about IT people: They’re pure souls. They seem somehow unspoiled by the world outside. Isn’t it odd? I feel more corrupt and rotten by 21st century than people who basically live off modern technology and development. But I am merely a consumer, internet and social media user, online shopper etc… while they are the scientists behind all this.

There are plenty of other “scientists” in our co-working space who inspired me and still inspire me every day (they have no idea of course). It’s strange but there’s one thing they all seem to be giving off: tranquility. For me, due to my turbulent past couple of months, that’s something I am very thankful for.

I consider myself so lucky that I can work with such good people. No fake, no schemes, no malice. I wouldn’t want to work in a place where there’s no trust, where relationships are iffy, where people are afraid of saying something out loud in fear someone might use it against them one day.

I love going to work. On Sunday evenings I’m all excited that it’s Monday tomorrow. It’s quite a paradox, that one of the reasons I like my job so much are the very people I was so worried I’d never get on well with. That’s the irony of life 🙂

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Transition

It seems like ages ago since I last posted anything substantial on here.

It’s been a year since I started this blog and my life seems to have changed so much it’s sometimes hard to believe it’s my life. The most important thing that changed is this: I always wanted a creative job, I wanted to be paid for writing and now I am. I don’t want to boast or anything but my current job is the best job I could possibly ask for in this stage of my life.

It has one downside though: I don’t write. At all. In my spare time I mean. Writing is now my job, not a hobby. I sometimes find the time and muster the leftover creativity and write a couple of paragraphs, but I never finish anything.

I want this to change. It took me by surprise, writing for money. Moreover, writing not about my thoughts but commercial texts. I guess that requires even more creativity, because those words don’t naturally spring from within you.

This writing thing isn’t the only thing thats’s changed. I changed. Not entirely, but my thoughts… they are a lot different. I feel this change every single day. I learned a lot about myself in the last weeks and now I feel like I need to take this knowledge and apply it in my new writing.

I simply can’t neglect what I so dearly loved to do – writing for pleasure, not money.

I learned a lot about people in the last couple of weeks too. I meet many people in these days and these people taught me a great deal about myself as well. I want to write more about people, less about myself. I want to write about little things. I still want to philosophise about life, but not in great big picture. I want to see things as they are, rather than how they should, could or would be.

(By the way, do you get what I’m saying? Because I’m slowly losing my point.)

I got stuck in my own thoughts. So let me just finish this off by saying: Whoever read my most recent posts knows that I didn’t have much happy or cheerful things to say. That was my therapy then: to cope with everyday crap by crying my heart out loudly and eagerly and putting it down on “paper”. Nothing  wrong with that really.

But, I have a new theory. Writing about my dark thoughts won’t really help me. I want to write about things that would remind me that this life is f***ing great. And our time is massively running out so we’d better realise sooner than later that we only waste time dwelling in negativity. I don’t want to write about nothingness and senselessness and trivialities. And I don’t want you to read it.  x

 

Anniversary

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It’s Katka on the Shore’s first birthday!

Well… time flies. It feels as if it was just a week ago that I was sitting at the table in my old London house, writing my first post. My housemate Chris was at his laptop in front of me, editing some video, when he told me: “So you’re starting your own blog, awesome! Can I read it?” And I was like: “Oh please don’t, I’d be embarrassed. After all, it’s nothing really, just my random thoughts.” Overcoming the initial self-consciousness about showing my thoughts to the public was hard, but in the end I learned not to be ashamed of showing my emotions, sharing my opinions, even confessing some of my secrets.

It had been a year full of lessons. Good and bad. And I am very thankful for them.

On this special day I would like to express my greatest gratitude to all of those who’d been reading my posts and supporting me with their nice comments.

I always thought: “Who’s ever going to care about what’s on my mind?” But… to my surprise, there are some who care. To this day I have published 134 posts and gained 192 followers. That’s more I’ve ever hoped for.

And even though I was kind of neglecting Katka on the Shore lately, I’m planning to keep on going. I hope I’ll regain my motivation to write so that this blog can live and flourish again.

THANK YOU!