elharo
When I worked at Google, it was at least possible to report bugs internally with some hope they would be addressed. Sometimes you could even fix them yourself, given enough time and the relevant skills. Bug bankruptcy was still a thing. Teams would simply throw away all the SWE-years that had gone into documenting and reporting issues in their systems. But there was some possibility you'd get action, at least if you were a squeaky enough wheel and used the right back channels. But now that I'm outside the plex, there's basically no mechanism to report issues unless you're a tech vlogger with a large following inside Google or a >= $100,000,000 customer. Most other companies are much the same. They're not just blind to bugs. They're deliberately putting bags over their heads to keep from seeing what users are telling them.
I would not say the same thing to someone who already has a BS in CS; but for someone looking for a career switch like you are, it makes a lot of sense.
Real estate is also a lot less liquid than stocks, and that can be a concern too.
No one at Air India is picking up the phone except for an international call center that thinks the plane is still in the air. No one has given us any information about when or if we'll get to Delhi or on what flight.
At least we got to deplane. Air India then sent my wife and me to the wrong hotel, which was not ready for us and could not transport us to the correct hotel. (Kudos to the Radisson though for calling Air India and figuring out where we were supposed to be.) We ended up waiting in the subfreezing cold for the Holiday Inn shuttle that never came (despite repeated assurances from the hotel that the van was arriving "momentarily") for almost an hour before giving up and taking a cab.
Now that doesn't (always) mean acting like a drunken idiot in the French Quarter. It basically means enjoy yourself. If that means getting drunk, fine. But it may also mean hanging out on the porch and watching the sunset, having a fine meal with friends at your favorite restaurant, going to mass on Sunday, fishing for nothing in particular in Bayou St. John, or visiting the lakefront with your dog. But don't take anything too seriously, don't work too hard, and don't sweat the small stuff.
New Orleans tells you that by far the most important thing in life is not whether you're rich, attractive, skinny, or powerful. It's how much you enjoy the path you're on. New Orleans admires poor and happy far more than any other place I've ever lived. Rich and happy is good too, but not all that different by the standards of the place.
Hmm, maybe that's why I'm not all that rich or successful despite living in New York for the other half of my life. :-)