Please, don't speak for her.
One event, one night and three passionate developers who were made an example of due to a complete misunderstanding.
It was 2018 and I'd just moved back to Hull after living in Kent (just East from London) for two years. I missed home, I missed the way that people would say 'alright' to you as you walked past them in the street, or the way they would make small chit chat with you in the corner store. Moving back was everything I hoped it would be.
I was still a relatively junior developer back then, I'd probably say late-junior to early mid-level engineer, I'd only been graduated from university by two years at that point, I still had a lot to learn about the industry (to be fair, I still do!) and I was a little naïve and optimistic about everything. Unlike now, where the many years in the industry have turned me into quite the cynic, lol.
The company I had started at had such a different culture to the ones I had been used to back in Kent. Overall, there was such a healthy and vibrant tech culture at the company. I loved the work life balance, we had monthly lunch & learns and some of us would go to the pub together on Fridays. It was a truly great place to work.
One of the things we did often would be to attend the local tech events, these were a great opportunity to connect with the local developer community within Hull.
That was until 'The Incident'.
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