I left my previous job I left to prepare for two interviews set up for me by placement agencies. I passed the one that would have suited me better, at Scotiabank, one of the 5 largest banks in Canada.
The one who hired me was an Indian. We became friends. During the lunch break, we walked around the underground city, paid each other coffees, and discussed everything: politics, religion, society, and various traditions. He was a smart and well-read man. He told me that his family in India was of the Brahmin class, the highest in Hinduism. I liked my boss, life was good.
A few things about being a DBA at a bank. If you stay there for a long time, you disqualify yourself as a professional. They boast that they take care of 500-600 servers, which sounds fabulous, but how can you do that? First of all, a team of 7-8 takes care of them, and each says that he has 600 servers in his yard. But that's not the problem. What they do there are mainly installs and upgrades (nothing sophisticated). Like any job in this world, it's about quantity or quality. When there are problems, the solution came from the software companies that provide the applications; the DBAs at the bank are just intermediaries. And I know how software companies solve problems very well - they are the real experts. I just worked at one, Changepoint, as I wrote some time ago. Maybe it's different elsewhere in the world; maybe there are banks that write their own applications, but where I worked, it was quantity not quality.
With the new technology, "cloud computing," the future of DBA at banks is in question. In my opinion, all large companies will make their own "cloud," and the only DBAs who will have work are those who maintain the databases in the "cloud".
A year and a half was good.
But Scotiabank sold the business where I worked, and I was moved to another team, almost all Indians, good guys, except my new boss, who was the biggest moron I've ever met.
But that's for next time.
I danced in the Scotiabank meeting room
Where it all started: