The exceptions—coders who really want nothing more than to follow some formula and take no responsibility for the result—are exactly who interviewers are trying to weed out.
It’s effectively a declaration that “programmers” are a different class of people in possession of some unquantifiable gift, and it’s beneath them to justify their value. The costumes may change, but my 2011 commentary remains remarkably relevant. Of course, there are a few categories that certain countries continue to dominate: Disqualified for actually turning me on. I’m forced to admit that again this year, there are a few outfits I actually don’t mind: Overall hotness trumps the cheesy leaves.
No need for a full play-by-play; we can skip straight to the awards. Slightly overplayed the hockey theme by turning her vagina into the goal… And for hedging her bets by qualifying for the hat-hobbling category. More nudity going on here than you notice at first glance. A little more skin next year and you’ve got a chance, Kazakhstan.
Those aren’t the guys you’re going to bend over backwards to hire to frame your walls.
The whole story seems to be built on the premise that the only skill a carpenter has is the ability to drive a nail straight, making any notion of an “interview” farcical. There’s a hell of a difference between a framer, a cabinet-maker, and a furniture-maker. There is, however, a lot of brown stain, and brown shingling, and brown brick. Questions like this are exactly how a good interviewer separates a blinkered newbie from an expert with perspective.
When Apple made a phone, it turned out it wasn’t really competing in the handset business; it was competing for the next dominant personal computing platform.