1980s programmer: sits down at the typewriter and bangs out a fixed width table, finishes with a signature.
1980s programmer: sits down at the typewriter and bangs out a fixed width table, finishes with a signature.
--signed, real 1980s programmer
(also 1970s programmer, 1990s programmer, 2000s programmer, 2010s programmer) current resume http://linkedin.com/in/maggieleberit generally doesn't matter, because most HR employees probably have one where you're from.
My resume read RESUME(8) across the top. One person got the joke. One. I went back to using TeX until everyone refused anything but a word doc. Mostly so they could take your information off and replace it the agency info.
But the smell of typewriter ink. Man, I miss it.
The mess is still there but only now one keeps the detritus of all of one's creative efforts, all the previous discarded attempts, silently gunked up in the recesses of the forgetful mind.
One would argue that version control might be sufficient to trace the evolution of ideas. But no. One would still miss the violence of the mind changes, of reckless scribbles or of reattempts that often take place in between the commits. Things are forever lost in the virtual trashcan and it's blunt implement, the backspace.
https://www.drexplain.com/press/articles/agile_technical_wri...
And I suspect that this went on longer in traditional big iron shops.
Knuth still does use a pencil and paper, as far as I know. He only types the manuscript in Emacs once he has composed it.
For bonus points, find a generic document preview library (a la macOS Preview), render images of everything in the Recycle Bin, and use these as the textures for all the crumpled bits of paper. And use a procedural physically-based renderer to make all the crumples move as you walk around the room!
Potentially also make all the videos in the Recycle Bin play on the crumples.
I'm completely serious; this will exist eventually. You might as well make it, you have the romantic motivation for it.