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The First Job – Episode II

Being fluent in English is a marketable skill in Israel.  Over the last few years, I have toyed with the idea of writing a novel, but I never expected I would work as a professional writer.  Fortunately, I’m not.

I am working as a software engineer in Jerusalem.  I’m primarily using good old-fashioned C with Java on an embedded platform.  The C and Java I’ve done for years, although I have never actually been directly involved with embedded systems. Also, for the first time in my career, I am not actually doing software development.  Instead, I am working as an integrator. I don’t think I want to do this long-term, but it is interesting in a hectic, convoluted, mind-numbing, head-spinning sort of way.

My employer is NDS Israel.

Who?  You know…NDS…the world leader in digital pay-TV delivery services.  You can read about the company here: http://www.nds.com/about_nds/about_nds.php

At the moment, I’m working on an effort to bring a brand new IPTV service to the customers of Vodafone in Germany.

The effort is distributed among teams in Israel, France, and India. All the technical work is done in English and, obviously, English is used as the common language across the teams. However, that doesn’t make it easy for me. Normally, the Israeli team members speak in Hebrew and only use English when talking to non-Hebrew speakers.  With me around, everyone tries to speak in English, but it sometimes appears almost painful to watch because generally they cannot express themselves easily in English. Also, I am discovering that it is really difficult to communicate with someone in a precise manner when you cannot natively speak the same language.

So far, I have not had to do any traveling, but I’ve been warned.  Frequent trips to Paris may be necessary.

Paris? You’ve got to be kidding me.  Paris?

I think I would rather visit Tripoli then Paris.

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  1. gary gross
    2011-03-23 at 7:28 am

    I was in Paris, march 1980 all expenses paid by the US Gov. on official business of the FDA. It was a few weeks following a bombing of a large Paris synagogue by an anti-jewish right wing group ( I know it was right wing because the Jews are all left wing.) Why bother? 25 years later there are so many Jew hating muslims in France that the traditional anti-jewish regular French citizen can’t get a word in edge wise. Anyway the downtown synagogue that I attended friday night had some baracaids out front and a bored policeman smoking cigs. The jews in attendance, many from out of town like me, seemed not to care. But the shabbat service had a much smaller attendance by the local faithful and after the service there was quite an animated discussion of recent events. I remember also that the elderly gentleman sitting next to me kept telling me not to sit with my legs crossed. “no cristos” or something like that and I caught on. I toured the old city of Paris on foot, went to museums and the big tower thing and saw whatever.
    Against my better judgement I did venture into the Notre Dame Cathedral. Mostly because it is so old and representive of the dieing catholic church. But it gave me the creeps. When the moslems take over completely by the end of the century, Notra Dame will be just another big mosque.

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