Someone I mentor. Mentor. It sounds so official, doesn’t it? Like I’m a learned elder with years of invaluable wisdom to impart, instead of the amazingly foolish (and amazingly young! [just ignore those gray hairs…]) dork I actually am.
But it is true that I am always happy to share any knowledge I might have, especially on programming and IT forums, where I’ve even written a few very well recieved tutorials.
But the only one I can really claim to have mentored (well, trained) recently is my new coworker. We’ll call him The Dude. The Dude comes, as many anglophones in this region do, from England. And while he doesn’t lack translation experience, he does lack professional experience. The Dude came to us full of passion and eagerness, and corporate life has yet to beat it out of him. Hopefully it never will, but I doubt it…
It is not any great life-changing or existence-defining knowledge I’m filling him with. Here’s how you file this report; here’s the least soul-sucking way to research this information; things of that nature. Nor is the exchange of information a one-way street: one of the very first things The Dude did when he arrived was improve a script I had written to automate part of my morning routine.
Also, I am not the only one “showing him the way”. I’ve heard it takes a village to raise a child. I don’t know about that, but it does seem it takes a department to raise a translator. And The Dude is coming along nicely. Hopefully he’ll stick around for a long time.
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