Respect for the old folks

I enjoyed reading Andrew Wulf’s blog post, “The Future Is Always Different Than You Can Imagine. He looked back 36 years to his first day of work as a programmer:

On that first day I wore a suit to work. Everyone did. No one had a computer on their desk. We had a bullpen with terminals (both IBM and Harris) that you signed up for time on and thus were shared resources. On that first day I met two “old guys” who did batch programming on the IBM, they worked on multiple projects at a time as they got only one compile-run cycle a day. They had started programming, of a sort, in the late 1950s on some kind of analog computer involving plugging in wires. They seemed so old and wise. They were much younger than I am now.

These “old guys” seem very much like my friend, Jerry Weinberg, who used digital plugboard computers after he started working for IBM in 1956. His experience with analog computers was mostly in replacing them with more modern digital computers. It’s fun to imagine how he viewed the old folks using those analog computers when he first started programming.

Do we look at the old folks now with the same respect that Andrew did in 1981? I respected Andrew when I was working with him a handful of years ago, though he didn’t seem that old then. I think it’s difficult for the old folks to get much respect now. I’ve seen some who don’t want to embrace the technology changes as fast as they’re coming, so they find pockets in the industry where older technologies are still used. Or they use the authority they’ve gained as “old folks” to hold their organizations back from adopting the changes.

I do appreciate it when I find the industry veterans who are following along with the changes, like when Jerry talks about agile processes and ties them back to things he’s been doing all along. Andrew, thanks for the perspective.

 

 

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Jerry’s Story: More Early Jobs

I found a few jobs I left out of the “Early Jobs” post, and they’re worth sharing, so here’s an addendum. As always, I feel obligated to point my new readers to the first post in this series: Jerry’s Story: First interactions

It was during Jerry’s undergraduate years at the University of Nebraska in Lincoln that Jerry got a summer apprentice job at 3M in St. Paul, Minnesota. The years was 1952 or 1953. His job was to find a way to recycle the abrasive material that comes off of sandpaper when it’s being used. The challenge was to capture it and then separate it from the adhesive that had adhered it to the paper. He put both his physics and his chemistry coursework to use on the project. He was working for Arthur Fry–Jerry called him Art. Jerry doesn’t know whether any of his sandpaper ideas were developed any further, because he left the job before the summer was over. He missed his girlfriend, Pattie, so he want back to Omaha and married her.

Jerry lost touch with Art, but he did notice when Art achieved his greatest success a few decades later. Frustrated by the bookmarks in his hymnal that frequently fell out, Art put a new adhesive that had been developed by a co-worker on the back of a small piece of paper, and the Post-It Note was born.

Jerry and Pattie were in Lincoln for the start of his next school term. They rented an apartment in a former mortuary, with the kitchen set up where the embalming room had been. Jerry remembers that kitchen fondly because it was very spacious and yet had no unfortunate reminders of the room’s former purpose.

By the next summer, they both found jobs in Milwaukee. Jerry’s older sister, Charlotte, worked at a department store in Milwaukee as a buyer. Her boyfriend invested in a new business, the Eddie Mathews Bataway. But the business needed a lot of help, and Charlotte recommended Jerry. Pattie got a job in a hat factory in Milwaukee, so they moved there for the summer.

The Milwaukee Braves had recently moved from Boston, which threw Milwaukee into a frenzy of excitement over getting a Major League Baseball team. The Eddie Mathews Bataway wanted to harness some of that excitement. Eddie Mathews played for the Braves, and would later be called one of the best third baseman of all time when he was inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. Mathews was a partner in the Bataway business.

The Bataway was in trouble. They had bought pitching machines from the lower of two bidders, but still investing a significant amount of capital. The machines arrived unassembled and with no assembly instructions. They didn’t know how put them together, and the supplier of the pitching machines had disappeared. Every week they delayed was costing thousands of dollars, and once baseball season was over, they would be closed for the winter.

Charlotte told her boyfriend that Jerry was a “mechanical genius.” While he was growing up, Jerry had tinkered with his father on a wide variety of things including home repairs, fixing electrical devices, and doing body work on cars. This gave him the reputation and the skills to help the batting cage business. Jerry was hired, with the promise that if he could get the pitching machines working, he would get the cushy job of managing the Bataway. They rented a garage, hired two gofers to help, and Jerry got started.

Less than a week later, two of the pitching machines were working. The Bataway was open for business as Jerry worked on the rest of the machines. He had to make several adjustments, including filing and taping the “pitching hand,” which was two long parallel “fingers” on an arm creating a track for the ball to roll up as the arm came up and flung the ball forward.

Eddie Mathews made a few appearances at the Bataway, which was a thrill for Jerry, who had tracked baseball statistics from a young age and enjoyed playing baseball himself. Jerry was able to hone his skills in the batting cages when business was slow, but he never found an opportunity to play on a baseball team again as his career progressed. But an even bigger thrill was the money he was earning, more than he had been paid for any job before.

The most memorable part of the job for Jerry, though, stemmed from the fact that the Eddie Mathews Bataway was built on top of a landfill that spanned at least five acres. The landfill supported a population of flies of legendary magnitude. Jerry said,

Swatting flies was about the most interesting thing about the job, unless one of the machines broke and had to be fixed. I soon set myself a goal of killing 100 flies a day, but that turned out to be too easy, so I raised my goal to 200. That also was too easy, and by the end of the summer, I was up to 500 a day.

A parade of inventors came by to pitch their fly control solutions. One that they tried consisted of an inch of yellow liquid in the bottom of a gallon-sized jug. This actually worked so well that the jug would be full of flies in about four hours. No matter how many jugs they put out, they would all be full in short order, and the flies kept coming. Jerry abandoned all hope of slowing the fly onslaught and swatting flies just became a way to pass the time. He constructed a giant fly swatter that could kill a square foot of flies in one blow, all the while recalling the fairy tale “The Brave Little Tailor” who killed seven at one blow.

At the end of the summer, Jerry and his wife moved back to Lincoln for the next term at the University of Nebraska. But Jerry’s most lucrative job to date left them with no more savings to pay for school expenses. Most of their money was spent at restaurants because the apartment they rented in Milwaukee has an ancient stove with an oven that had two inches of grease in the bottom. They never used it. Jerry was angry with himself and he resolved to start being more diligent about saving money. Their last $100 was spent on a speeding ticket they got in the middle of the night in Mount Horeb, Wisconsin on the way back to Lincoln.

Now, more that 60 years later, Jerry hasn’t gotten another speeding ticket since then. He feels a connection to Mount Horeb that perhaps helps him to remember to watch his speed. Jerry likes the fact that his middle name, Marvin, is the name that people occasionally choose when they Anglicize the Hebrew name Moshe or Moishe. The more common Anglicized name is Moses. The Moses many of us know received the Ten Commandments on Mount Horeb. And Mount Horeb, Wisconsin was named after the biblical mount. Through this tenuous connection, Jerry has managed to both improve his driving record and save a lot of money.

Coming up in the next installment, we’ll explore more about Jerry’s schooling, starting back before he enrolled in elementary school.

Jerry’s Story: Early Jobs

This is the fifth installment of the series of posts about Jerry Weinberg’s career that starts here: Jerry’s Story: First interactions

Jerry says that he learned a lot from every one of the many jobs he has held. His entry into the world of work started about the year 1944, at age 10 or 11, when his family lived in Chicago. He took a job delivering a weekly newspaper that contained mostly advertising. He had a big route in the northern suburbs. To carry all of the newspapers, he tied a cardboard box to the handlebars of his bicycle using a rope. His pay came from the what recipients of these newspapers paid, but payment was voluntary. Jerry was tasked with asking the recipients to pay for it, and of course not very many people did, so it wasn’t a lucrative job for him. His clearest memory of the job was his last day. A sudden rainstorm hit while he was on his route and far from home. With no way to protect his cargo from the rain, he watched the newspapers and the box disintegrate into pulp. When the box fell on the ground along with its contents, he reflected on how much the job was worth to him. He abandoned the remains of the newspapers along with the job itself, and pedaled for home. He didn’t tell his employer he was quitting, and he doesn’t recall ever hearing from them again.

Around the same time, Jerry also started to earn money by babysitting. He liked kids, but he also liked seeing how other people lived. A voracious reader, he loved to read the books on the shelves where he was babysitting. More generally, though, he saw that families didn’t interact with each other the same way his did. Jerry was often affected by his mother’s irrational behavior—he describes her as “nutso.” He doesn’t like to discuss the details of this and perhaps other painful family interactions. Learning that the interactions he had with his mother weren’t normal was a matter of survival. Looking back on it, he said he can apply a motto he eventually adopted: “Things don’t have to be this way.”

photo credit: Dave Hensley

He later had a job as a soda jerk, first at one drugstore in Chicago, then at another, over the course of two years. At one, he remembers that he was paid 30 cents an hour. The minimum wage was 40 cents an hour, and he was supposed to make up the difference in tips. But he only got a tip once, a dime, when he delivered some prescriptions to a third-floor walk-up apartment. He felt this discrepancy was easily made up for by the fact that he was allowed to eat all the ice cream he wanted.

He used his unlimited ice cream privileges to experiment with different combinations of syrups and ice cream flavors. One summer day, the store featured fresh limeade, and also peppermint ice cream, so he decided to make a milkshake out of both. He realized his mistake after the first sip, but here’s the problem–whatever treats he made for himself, he was required to drink all of it. His boss looked on as he drank the full glass of milkshake that had been curdled by the lime juice. This concoction make him feel so ill that it was a very long time before he wanted to taste any lime juice or peppermint ice cream.

In his next job, Jerry learned the grocery business as a stock boy. He filled in for absent stock boys in all departments at Hillman’s, a large grocery store for its time in Chicago. The grocery store experience came to bear years later when he wrote about “Rudy’s Rutabaga Rule” in his book The Secrets of Consulting (pp. 14-15):

“But mostly I noticed the rutabagas. I not only noticed the rutabagas, I made their acquaintance. I appreciated that each rutabaga had a distinct personality, and week after week I recognized the same rutabagas smiling at me from the same produce section. Evidently, nobody ever bought rutabagas. Rutabagas were just a permanent decoration, smiling their happy smiles at all the shoppers.

“One morning, I was standing in the produce section with Rudy, the produce manager, trying to figure out how to place the fresh vegetables in the limited counter space. Rudy had wrestled with this problem for a long time but didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. He asked if I had any bright ideas–and suddenly I was a consultant!

“‘I’ve noticed,’ I suggested, ‘that the rutabagas don’t seem very popular. In fact, they seem to be the least popular vegetable we have in the store. Would it be any great loss if we didn’t use any counter space for the rutabagas and used it maybe for something else?’

“Rudy looked at me sideways. I knew I was in serious trouble for implying that a mere, temporary stock clerk could help him solve his problems. But he had asked for help. To my surprise, he suddenly smiled and grabbed an empty banana box. Sweeping the rutabagas into he box, he said, ‘That’s a great idea, kid.’

“I beamed with a consultant’s pride. For the first time in my life, an adult had actually listened to me and taken my advice. Rudy looked at the void left by the departed rutabagas, then looked at me, then at the many vegetables that still had to be stocked, then at me again. After a long pause, he said, ‘Well, kid, that was a great idea. Now what’s the least popular vegetable?’

“Once you eliminate your number one problem, number two gets a promotion.”

After Jerry started high school, his family moved to Omaha. He had gotten his driver’s license in Chicago at age 14, but found that as a Nebraska resident, he couldn’t legally drive until age 15. This didn’t deter him from getting a job as a parking lot attendant in Omaha. He was required to keep it legal by only driving the cars on the lot.

Jerry’s father bought Wayne Auto Body in Omaha, and the the rules were more lax. Jerry helped moved cars on the lot and delivered them to their owners when the repairs were complete. This was done more for fun than as a job, but it did come with the perk of being able to borrow some of the cars. His favorites to take out on the town included a Cord luxury car, an antique Ford, and a flatbed truck that somehow got a lot of attention from the other kids.

Also while in high school, Jerry had a summertime night job at the Omar Baking Company. His job was to use an adding machine to calculate how much of each product to bake for the next day based on the order than came in, and he also ran the telephone switchboard for the last incoming phone calls of the day. Before he took the job, his boss had taken all night to do the calculations. Now Jerry was doing it in less than two hours. The bakers were delighted to get the numbers they needed so much earlier, but he had to convince his boss that he was actually done, by proving that his calculations were correct. There was another problem—Jerry was paid hourly, and finishing so quickly was going to drastically cut the pay he was expecting to get for working a whole shift. With the backing of the bakers, he was able to negotiate getting paid for the whole 8 hour shift even though he was finished with his work in significantly less time.

Jerry isn’t sure how he was able to complete his calculations so much faster than his boss. A few factors were probably at play. He started the calculations while still working the switchboard, but his boss had waited for all of the calls to be finished first. Also, he was doing many of the simpler calculations in his head, and his accuracy was good enough that his calculations didn’t need much verification.

A few of the bakers would drive him home in the wee hours of the morning, usually after expressing their appreciation by giving him a fresh loaf of bread. They would often stop at a bar for a drink. He wasn’t old enough to be in a bar at all, but he didn’t have any trouble coming in to enjoy a ginger ale.

An earlier installment mentioned Jerry’s summer job as a camp counselor after he graduated from high school, and some of the jobs he had while he studied at the University of Nebraska in Lincoln. There were a few other jobs that helped get him through college, like moving furniture for Eno Cabinet Works, where he learned that there was no shame in asking for help with a job, especially when that job involves moving a grand piano.

He worked at a greasy spoon restaurant that he often heard referred to as a “cancer kitchen,” based on the assumption that either the quality of food or the lack of cleanliness was likely to make the customers gravely ill. He started as a dish washer and later was a short order cook. He liked the dish washer job better, even though the pay was less. He liked being able to set the pace when he was washing dishes, and being able to see clearly when the job was done. Working as a cook, he tended to burn himself, and he didn’t like the pressure of having to get the orders out. He still enjoys washing dishes.

Jerry tried his hand at sales as a shoe salesman. He was very successful at selling men’s shoes. When helping men buy shoes, his approach was just to explain the properties of the shoes, which he felt were well-made. Then he just had to find the right size, and he had a sale. He was the top salesman for men’s shoes. But he believed the women’s shoes at the store were “cheap cardboard crap.” He explained the quality of the women’s shoes to his potential customers without sugar-coating it, and he never sold a pair. He felt he was doing the women a service. His employer, however, wanted salesmen who could sell any of the shoes they offered, so he was fired.

One summer while back home in Omaha, he had another job involving sales. He worked for a siding company, driving around rural areas of Nebraska and Kansas looking for houses where aluminum siding could be installed. He would ask the occupants questions that would qualify them as a sales prospect, and if that went well, he would try to schedule a time for a salesman to visit that evening. He would come back to introduce the salesman and then silently observe the pitch. Three weeks into the job, he saw a salesman give a high-pressure pitch to a poor farm family. He decided he didn’t want to take advantage of people like that, so he quit.

Also while working his way through his undergraduate studies, Jerry worked for a frozen food company, both in their storage locker and driving a delivery truck to make deliveries to grocery stores in Eastern Nebraska. This was when the frozen food business was in its infancy. While working at this job, he turned down an offer to take a full-time job in Florida with an orange juice company, so he could continue his studies.

Starting with his first two jobs, Jerry learned the benefits of having more than one source of income at a time. This insulated him from being influenced by threats from managers. Several times, managers have asked him to do something he didn’t feel was right to do, with the understanding that his job was on the line. He ignored the threats, being unafraid of losing the job, and he never did lose his job as a result. For all his career, he tried to avoid relying solely on one employer.

Jerry also learned that feeling exhausted from a job was a warning sign that he wasn’t doing it right. He would back off and allow the people he was working with to do more for themselves. He has applied this approach to many areas, including parenting, consulting, and training.

His most unlikely source of income while in college was from gambling. Jerry estimates that he earned half of his college expenses from gambling, which was a common pastime then. The bulk of his gambling earnings was from playing poker and hearts. He was good at it, and he would even be able to win repeatedly from the same people. Jerry said, “People always have an explanation for why they lost, and that explanation never involves their intelligence or ability.” He also played bridge. He and his bridge partner won two college bridge championships, but this wasn’t as lucrative as the other card games he played.

Jerry was awarded a National Science Foundation fellowship that supported him and his first wife through graduate school at the University of California, Berkeley, so his next job would be the the one that finally introduced him to the world of computers at IBM. We’ll explore this further as we look at Jerry’s role as a programmer.

The next installment in this series is Jerry’s Story: More Early Jobs.

Jerry’s Story: The Roles of Jerry Weinberg

This is the fourth installment of the series of posts starting here: First Interactions: The Beginning of an Influential Career.

You may be wondering, “Who is Jerry Weinberg, anyway?” I have much more to learn before I can competently answer that question, but for the sake of my blog readers who are following along as I put the story together, I’m going to set a foundation as best I can. I expect that I’ve been able to uncover some surprises even for people who know him well.

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Jerry in his office in Corrales, New Mexico (May 2017)

His given name is “Gerald Marvin Weinberg,” and the name that you’ll see on his books and articles is “Gerald M. Weinberg.” But if you talk to him, you’ll learn that he’s always just gone by “Jerry.” My first exposure to his work was reading one of his most popular books, The Psychology of Computer Programming. First published in 1971, that was his fifth book. I discovered it 25 years later.

I decided to learn more from him by taking the Problem Solving Leadership (PSL) workshop that was developed and taught by Jerry and his colleagues. My employer at the time wouldn’t pay for it, so I satisfied myself with joining the more affordable online SHAPE forum (an acronym for “Software as a Human Activity Performed Effectively”), which Jerry moderated. Many people who had learned from Jerry hung out there and shared their wisdom.

A few years later, I finally arranged to participate in PSL. I followed up by participating in the “Change Shop” workshop as well. I enjoyed these experiential workshops so much that I attended a workshop on how to design experiential workshops. I have been in touch with Jerry off and on ever since.

Here are the roles that I think best explain who Jerry Weinberg is:

The Programmer
Jerry started his career as a programmer, and he continued to work with software programming, testing, architecture, and management throughout his career. He is the designer of the world’s first multiprogrammed operating system, used for NASA’s Project Mercury.

The Author
Many people discover Jerry through one of his books, which are the way he has been able to reach his largest audience. My most conservative count is 36 non-fiction books and 16 fiction books that he has authored or co-authored. This doesn’t count books that were later split into multiple volumes, translations, republished books, new editions, his doctoral thesis, short stories, or books he edited or contributed to. All told, Jerry estimates that he has been through the book publishing process about 100 times. He started out writing books for computer programmers. Jerry reports that his first book, Computer Programming Fundamentals, was the best-selling computer book of all time not long after it was published in 1961.

The Student
Jerry wants to always be learning, so much so, that if he feels that if he isn’t learning new things fast enough, he gets out of whatever situation that is stifling his learning, no matter how lucrative or prestigious. His love for learning is at the center of most of the things he does.

The Teacher
Jerry’s love for learning also applies to seeing other people learn. He has a rich history of teaching, starting while he was still a student. He found opportunities to teach while he was a programmer, as a college professor, and as a consultant.

“I always learned more through teaching than sitting through conventional classroom boredom.” -Jerry Weinberg

The Consultant
After working for IBM for about 12 years and teaching at SUNY Binghamton for three years, Jerry started working full-time as a consultant, a role which has defined the bulk of his career.

The Counselor
Jerry is known not only for consulting with high-tech organizations, but also for helping other consultants improve their craft. He is often called the “Consultant’s Consultant.” His mentor, Virginia Satir, also taught him a lot about family counseling, and his high-tech clients sometimes took him aside to ask for more personal advice. Jerry translated many of Satir’s counseling techniques into a form that engineers could use on the job. He also founded Consultants’ Camp, which still runs to this day.

The Human
I’ve discovered some interesting stories that help us to see Jerry as human. His is a son, brother, husband, father, and grandfather. He was once arrested for vagrancy. He paid for half of his college expenses with his gambling earnings. He briefly ran a computer dating service without actually using a computer. And he helped organize teach-ins in the 1960s.

I’m going to explore all of these topics more thoroughly in future posts. Stay tuned!

The next installment in this series is Jerry’s Story: Early Jobs.

Jerry’s Story: Jerry, the Real Programmer

This is the third installment of Jerry’s Story. You might want to start with the first two:

Jerry Weinberg had worked as a shoe salesman, dishwasher, and camp counselor, among many other jobs. But he was finally getting to work with the “giant brains” that he had hoped to get his hands on. He asked to start two weeks early because, he says, “I had a wife and 1.66 kids by then, so I needed the two weeks’ pay.” Still living in Berkeley, he commuted across the bay to San Francisco on the F-train.

The first machine he used on the job was the two-ton IBM Type 607 Electronic Calculating Punch, which IBM also referred to as an “electronic calculator.” The term “computer” was in use at this point in the 1950s, but it doesn’t seem to have yet become the most common term for these machines. The job ad he had responded to referred to “electronic data processing machines.” It didn’t matter to Jerry what they were called—he was fascinated by these machines.

He hadn’t known that unit record equipment like the 607 had been in use since the late 19th century. Unlike the era of the IBM PC, which made IBM a household word in the 1980’s, IBM wasn’t marketing these data processing machines to consumers, so their existence wasn’t common knowledge.

Jerry was IBM’s first applied science representative in San Francisco. His first assignment was to teach a programming course to the three other applied science representatives who were starting two weeks later. He would soon be providing technical sales support to help salesmen sell leases for data processing machines and other IBM products. IBM would also send him to new customers at no additional charge to teach them how to program the computers, which usually also involved writing their first program for them.

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Plugboard, system type unknown. Photo by Simon Claessen.

There was no training available for learning how to program, but there was a set of manuals. Jerry dug in to the manuals for the 607 and mastered the machine in a week. This was a wired program machine, programmed by plugging wires into a plugboard. He still easily remembers the technical details—20 wired program steps (this was expanded from the base model with 10 steps) and one signed ten-digit number of data storage. This was a big advance over the desk calculators he had used before. He also got familiar with other machines, like the keypunch, verifier, reproducing punch, collator, printer, and sorter. Some of these could also be programmed in limited ways, such as formatting and adding totals with a wired program on the printer, or defining the formatting for the cards on the keypunch using a special program card.

Jerry earned a reputation as a whiz kid by making the 607 do tricks. He won a dollar bet by turning on all the lights on the 607 control panel, which no one else in the office had figured out how to do. Jerry sums up his feelings about his new job: “I was being paid $450 a month for playing with the world’s greatest toy, a job I would gladly have paid $450 a month to do—though I wisely didn’t tell IBM that.”

Jerry moved on to learning how to program the IBM 650 Magnetic Drum Data-Processing Machine before the San Francisco office had one available. This was the world’s first mass-produced computer, and the first stored program machine that he encountered. The machine arrived a short time later.

There is a legendary story about Mel Kaye, the “real programmer.” Mel wrote hand-optimized programs for the Librascope/Royal McBee LGP-30 and RPC-4000 computers, which had storage on a rotating drum like the IBM 650. Mel implemented tricks like placing instructions on the drum so that after an instruction executes, the next instruction would have rotated to the read head at the moment it was needed. This eliminated the need to wait for the drum to rotate to the instruction before reading it. There was an optimizing assembler, but Mel’s hand-coded machine language programs always ran faster than the equivalent automatically optimized assembly program.

In order to optimize the amount of space a program occupied on the drum, when he needed a number in a calculation, Mel would try to find an instruction code in the program that happened to have that number, so he could just refer to the same memory location rather than adding another storage location to hold the data. The ultimate optimization described the Mel’s story involves using features of the machine that aren’t documented at all.

To learn about his competition, Jerry later wrote a few programs for the LGP-30, though he didn’t have a chance to run them. Recalling the IBM 650, which was similar in some ways to the LGP-30, Jerry says that the kinds of manual optimization described in Mel’s story were very common, and necessary if you wanted to have an efficient program. The optimizer might even cause a correctly written program to crash the computer. There was an assembler called “SOAP” (Symbolic Optimizing Assembly Program) that tried to place the instructions in an optimal location on the drum. Jerry says, “SOAP was okay for many programs, but for critical apps, we optimized by hand.”

Ed Nather, the person who wrote Mel’s story, was the programmer who tried to understand Mel’s code. It was a convoluted mess, almost impossible to decipher. Most of the Mel’s optimizations made the code harder to change, but even so, Ed wrote of his awe of Mel’s programming prowess. Programmers at that time did not consider maintainability an important attribute for their programs.

One of the optimizations that Jerry applied was on the IBM 704. There were many possible values for machine instructions that were not documented. Programmers were expected to only use the codes (often called “opcodes”) that were documented and supported. But of course, some of the programmers were curious, so they experimented with the undocumented opcodes, and found that a few actually were useful. One of them was a single instruction that would clear a memory word—the supported way to do this required two instructions. They coined a new instruction, Store Zero (STZ).

Someone added the STZ opcode to the assembler that was distributed by the SHARE user group, so all 704 programmers could use it and reduce their program size. Later when IBM produced the 709 and claimed it was compatible with the 704, Jerry and other programmers found that the STZ instruction no longer worked. They pressured IBM to add the STZ instruction so that they wouldn’t have to modify every program that used it. IBM complied, but if they hadn’t, the programmers would have had a big job in modifying their programs to work on the 709.


Less than a month after Jerry started the job, IBM chairman Thomas J. Watson Sr. died. This inspired a lot of talk in the office that informed Jerry about company history. It can be interesting to trace the machines of IBM’s roots to what Jerry experienced there starting in 1956. IBM started life as the Computing-Tabulating-Recording Company, which itself was formed from the merger of four companies in 1911:

  • Computing Scale Company of America—manufactured “computing scales,” scales similar in function to modern butcher scales, which weighed a product and calculated its price at the same time. They also made meat slicers (you can watch a video of a hand-cranked IBM meat slicer). Jerry only encountered these scales and slicers via the stories people shared about the history of the company.
  • International Time Recording Company and Bundy Manufacturing Company—both interrelated companies manufactured time clocks, tracing their roots to the world’s first time card recording company. Jerry never got involved in selling time clocks, but he does remember being required to punch a time card, simply because it was “part of our business.” When IBM sold the time recorder business to the Simplex Time Recorder Company in 1958, Jerry hopefully asked if he could stop punching a time card that didn’t really help anyone. The answer was “no,” but in fact the practice of punching in and out did fade away in his office. Bundy also got involved in producing adding machines, but these didn’t seem to make their way into IBM’s DNA.
  • The Tabulating Machine Company—Founded by Herman Hollerith, who built a tabulator that successfully processed the data for the 1890 census in the U.S. This machine was the first in a long line of unit record equipment, which includes the IBM 607 that Jerry started with, and evolved into modern computers.

One more later acquisition is worth mentioning here–

  • Electromatic Typewriters, Inc.—IBM entered the typewriter business with this acquisition in 1933. Jerry helped sell “a slew of typewriters,” which established his reputation in the office. He remembers that a typewriter salesman was making a pitch to a biologist who was doing genetic research. The biologist wanted to buy several IBM Selectric typewriters, but he needed to be able to make the standard symbols representing males and females. The salesman couldn’t find a typeball in his catalog that had those symbols, so he sought out an applied science representative to help. Jerry remembered that these symbols were also the astronomy symbols for Mars and Venus, and with this help, the salesman sold five typewriters. After that, salesmen started to bring a variety of problems for Jerry to help solve.

The next installment in this series is Jerry’s Story: The Roles of Jerry Weinberg.

What, us a good example?

I was pleased to hear Alan and Brent respond to my post “The black box tester role may be fading away” in AB Testing – Episode 43 (starting at 9:52). Their primary response was to my claim:

“The project structures they describe seem to be on the leading edge of the future of the software testing role. In my limited view of the software industry, I don’t see many companies that are anywhere near Microsoft in their evolution.”

They don’t think they’re really on the leading edge. I suspected that they would protest, because it’s human nature – everything is relative. If the organization I’m working with has a long way to go to achieve something that theirs is already doing, and I feel that theirs is a good enough exemplar, I don’t need to seek out something that’s even better. But from their point of view, they want to improve with the help of others who have gone even further, so their sights are set on others who have gone beyond. I’ve seen many software organizations recently that are so far behind in their evolution that it’s easy for me to point to Microsoft (which granted, I’ve also found many reasons to malign) and say that they’re far ahead of the pack.

These organizations that are behind the curve are generally surviving, and their companies are usually still making a profit. I saw this many times in my consulting. They are more or less successful and often don’t feel a strong need to make significant changes. This is where the traditional approach to software testing will hang on for a long time and keep the black-box testing role alive. At least for me, though, these are often not desirable places to work, and they may eventually find that it’s difficult to hire talented testers. Note that I’m more concerned about some of the antiquated traditional practices like scripted manual testing than I am with the black-box tester role itself, for now.

By the way, I’m amused that Alan introduced me as “our good friend,” but then didn’t seem to know whether that was okay to say. I’ve found that calling someone a friend often makes it so. I owe you guys a hug.

 

The black box tester role may be fading away

Is the traditional software tester role fading away? A recent blog post from Cem Kaner helped to reinforce this idea for me. You’ll find his comments inside this long post, in the “2. Oracles are heuristic” section, under the heading “A supplementary video”: Updating to BBST 4.0: What Should Change. Incidentally, the topic of the whole post is updating a course on software testing, which I think I attended a very early variation of around the turn of the millennium.

Cem’s parenthetical notes on tester careers are interesting. He suggests that traditional black-box testing (whether exploratory or scripted) will give way to piecework, where a tester will be paid by the number of completed tests. I’ve seen this model already underway in outsourcing companies like Rainforest QA and its competitors, where the manually executed test step is the basic unit that you’re paying for. It’s much easier to see this happening for scripted tests than for exploratory tests, and I argued against using this kind of service when an executive asked me to consider using it, because I see little value in scripted manual tests.

You can imagine that this kind of piece work will not pay testers very well. Cem noted that he already sees a significant pay differential between black box testers who don’t do any programing and those who have jobs that require some kind of programming. He suggests a fews skills like programming that testers could add to become more marketable. I have a few items of diversification I can point to, including programming and automation skills, though I don’t often focus on automation. I’m familiar with testing web apps and mobile apps (and even mobile web apps :). My experience with embedded systems often gets the attention of recruiters.

I’ve added a few items to my resume this year that I’m happy about. I took a training course and became a Certified Scrum Master so I could understand the leadership aspect of agile processes better. Perhaps the most promising, given the current job market for security, is the Certified Ethical Hacker course I took and passed the exam for. I know that passing a certification exam doesn’t really prove anything, but these particular certifications do seems to carry some weight that might help my career. Both are subject areas I already have experience in, and I was happy to round out my knowledge in the classes.

I’ve been following Microsoft employees Alan Page and Brent Jensen on their AB Testing podcast. They both have had fairly traditional testing roles, but now are in roles that seem to be much more future-proof. Brent is now a data scientist, specifically, Principal Data Scientist Manager. Alan, Principal Software Engineer, describes himself as a helper, doing the odd (but challenging) tasks that don’t easily fit the developer roles on his team, which is something that appeals to me. Both are still involved in the testing process. The project structures they describe seem to be on the leading edge of the future of the software testing role.

In my limited view of the software industry, I don’t see many companies that are anywhere near Microsoft in their evolution. If the traditional black-box tester role is fading, I think it’s going to happen very slowly. I think it will require a very broad view of the industry to track a slow evolution like this, and I’m curious if you’ve heard from anyone who is in a good position to see it.

 

 

 

Jerry’s Story: An aspiring auto mechanic changes course

Part 1 of my telling of Jerry Weinberg’s story was Jerry’s Story: First interactions, where he had started his college studies in September of 1950. But let’s go back to the summer of 1950, when Jerry had no plans to attend college at all.

Jerry had graduated from Omaha Central High School, and he felt disgusted with school. He found many of the subjects in high school to be trivial, so he had skipped most of those classes and still got good grades. He did enjoy a few classes, however, especially auto shop. He told me “I just loved cars, driving them, working on them, even washing them—plus doing body work and painting in my father’s shop. I never really had any other career idea than working with cars in some way.” Though he was fascinated with computers, there were so few jobs available to work with them at the time (and none that he was aware of) that he didn’t even consider a computer job a viable option.

After graduating from Central High, Jerry applied for a job as a mechanic. The owner of the garage offering the mechanic job, however, wouldn’t let him start until after the next school term started. He suspected that Jerry was just looking for a summer job, but he really wanted a long-term employee. Jerry decided to wait out the summer so he could get that job, and in the interim, he worked as a summer camp counselor for a camp sponsored by the Omaha Jewish Community Center. At the camp, another counselor encouraged him to go to college so he could meet young women. Jerry had a keen interest in women, and hadn’t before considered this particular benefit of the college experience. So he determined to go to college instead of taking the mechanic job.

A few days before classes started in the Fall, Jerry showed up at the University of Nebraska in Lincoln to register. The counselors were not happy that he hadn’t registered in advance, but because he had graduated from a Nebraska high school, state law required that they admit him. The counselors were even less happy to find that they had to give him a scholarship because he had graduated in the top ten percent of his class. So he began his studies.

While at the university, Jerry got a job in the Physics department—the job title was “computer.” It turned out that Jerry would be a computer years before he programmed one. He used a Friden electromechanical calculator along with pencil, paper, and eraser to invert 10 by 10 matrices for faculty members. Just as a computing device doesn’t know the ultimate reason it does its work, he doesn’t recall ever knowing why they wanted the inverted matrices. Jerry told me about what he learned from this job:

I recall that it took me upwards of an hour to invert a 10 × 10, and of course the inversion time tends to grow as the square of the size. Going to 11 × 11 would have raised my computation time by over 20%, and increased my chance of making an error somewhere along the line. That was the first time I became aware of non-linear computation times and also the significance of error. It was a good start to my career: my understanding of these factors, which many programmers today don’t seem to appreciate.

He also offered his services as a tutor for any subject, primarily for failing athletes, and he worked grading English papers. He was a Physics teaching assistant and was told he was the first undergrad to get that job, at the ripe old age of 17.

Jerry was out sick with Crohn’s disease for most of his second year. He went home to Omaha to recover. While there, he took a few courses at the University of Omaha (now known as the University of Nebraska Omaha), including Mathematics of Finance. He thought that computers would be used in course, but he had no such luck. There was most likely no computer on campus at all.

When the course progressed to more advanced subjects like probability, statistics, and risk, Jerry found out he knew more about them that the professor did, so helped teach the class. This impressed the instructor, who was an associate of Warren Buffet. The professor recommended that Jerry meet Buffet because he was seeking bright math students to work with. Jerry wasn’t able to arrange a meeting, however, because he had to return to the hospital for surgery.

During his stay in Omaha, Jerry did manage to meet with the chief actuary at Mutual of Omaha. Jerry was impressed with the luxurious office, but not impressed with the actuary job itself.

He returned to the University of Nebraska and completed his Bachelor of Science degree, magna cum laude and with honors, for four majors: Physics, Math, Philosophy, and English. He then moved to California to study Physics at the University of California, Berkeley. A year later, he had passed his comprehensive exam, finished his thesis experiments, and was on track to earn a PhD in record time. He had a few months of work left to finish writing up his thesis when he found the opportunity he had been looking for since he was 11 years old.

Jerry was out of cash, and supporting a wife and a child, with the second child on the way. He read an ad in Physics Today from IBM looking for applied science representatives. It didn’t say that the job involved computers, though there was a picture of a roomful of data processing equipment. It’s not the first computer-related job ad that Physics Today ran, but it was the first that he noticed. He had no doubt that this was what he wanted to pursue. He wrote to IBM to apply, interviewed in Oakland, and was offered a job on the spot. He also interviewed at Boeing and got an offer for more than twice what IBM offered, but the job did not involve computers.

Accepting either job would mean not finishing his PhD. Jerry says “The degrees were irrelevant to me, but came along as a side effect of my hanging around. My advisor actually cried when I told him I was leaving.” He received a Master’s degree in Physics from UC Berkeley as a consolation prize. Jerry was hired for his dream job as an applied science representative at IBM on June 1, 1956.

I’m sure that Jerry would have found a way to play with computers before long, even if it weren’t for that wary garage owner, the fortuitous advice from his fellow camp counselor, or the worry about paying his family’s expenses. But I was fascinated to see the path that he took to realize his dream.

An excerpt from the ad in Physics Today, which ran in the January 1956 and March 1956 issues. You can see a full scan of a very similar ad from the February 1956 issue of Scientific American.

physics-today-ibm-ad

Can you help to provide additional details from your own knowledge of this era or from your interactions with Jerry? Please comment here or contact me on Twitter.

The next installment in this series is Jerry’s Story: Jerry, the Real Programmer.

A bit of advocacy helps to earn a bug bounty

I have been working on honing my security testing skills. I asked Don Ankney‘s advice on how to do this, and one of his suggestions was to participate in bug bounty programs. Many companies encourage security researchers to report security vulnerabilities to them, and in some cases, they offer monetary rewards to the first person who reports each one.

My first bug bounty report for Instagram, which wasn’t accepted, was discussed here: “Username Enumeration – Ho, Hum!” This time, though, I was more successful. I found that none of Instagram’s cookies on its web interface had the “secure” flag set, including the session cookie that identifies a logged-in user. Like username enumeration, the secure flag on the cookies is another “ho, hum” thing often excluded from bug bounty programs. But the Facebook Bug Bounty Program (which also covers Instagram) doesn’t mention such an exclusion, so I decided to report the vulnerability.

I spent some time crafting an attack scenario. I found that the attack didn’t work if I used “instagram.com” instead of “www.instagram.com.” I found that if the insecure page http://instagram.com was in the browser cache, the browser used the cached page and then there was no vulnerability. And for reasons I haven’t figured out, I was not able to complete the attack successfully if the victim was using Firefox. I was able to prove that hijacking an Instagram session was a simple matter of setting just the captured sessionid cookie. This is the bug report I sent:

Description and Impact

The secure flag is not set on any of Instagram’s cookies, including sessionid. When a user with an active session types “www.instagram.com” in their browser to go to the site, they will first hit the insecure site and transmit all of their cookies in the clear. An attacker monitoring their network packets will be able to hijack their session easily. Assuming there is no need to send cookies in the clear at any point, this is easily fixed by setting the secure flag in the cookies.

Reproduction Instructions / Proof of Concept

I implemented a proof of concept using Safari 8.0.8 on Mac OS 10.10.5 and Chrome 49 on Windows Vista Home Basic for the victim. I haven’t been able to reproduce it yet with Firefox.

  1. Make sure you’re not logged in to Instagram. Clear the browser cache.
  2. Go to https://www.instagram.com.
  3. Click “Log in with Facebook”, and enter valid Facebook login credentials. This logs you in to Instagram.
  4. …an arbitrary amount of time may pass, as long as the Instagram session is still valid when continuing.
  5. Go to a public network that someone is snooping on.
  6. Open a tab in the same browser as before and go to http://www.instagram.com (not https). The sessionid cookie is sent in the clear and has been captured by the attacker. Even though the server returns a 301 redirect to a secure site, the cookie has already been sent in the clear.
  7. Attacker hijacks the Instagram session by setting the sessionid cookie in their browser.

I got a reply five days later, saying “This is currently intentional behavior in our product…” I wasn’t surprised that another “ho, hum” bug was rejected, but I was surprised that they considered it a feature. So I replied, saying that I intended to publicly disclose the issue (which is standard practice after the report is closed, whether fixed or not) and I asked for further information about how the site needs this behavior in order to function, to inform my continued testing. I call this sort of response my “Just one more thing” reply, inspired by the TV character Columbo. This sort of followup is routine for professional software testers, but I don’t know how many security penetration testers put bug advocacy skills to use.

The next reply came quickly, saying that though many people had already reported this issue, they would go ahead and discuss the issue with the product team and try to fix it. And lo and behold, about three weeks later, I got notice that the issue is resolved, and I was pleasantly surprised to hear that they offered to pay me a bug bounty. The reasoning was fascinating – the site previously used http (I’m not clear how long ago) and then later switched to https. All the previous reports about this issue had been when they used http, which is silly, since in that case the secure flag would render the cookies invisible to the server. This explains their earlier pat rejection of bug reports about the secure flag, even though that response had become obsolete with the change to https.

They determined that I was the first to report the vulnerability since they switched to https, and so I qualified for the bounty. I am impressed with the amount of care that Facebook/Instagram took in handling this report. I’m eager now to dig deeper and apply more of my bug advocacy skills if necessary.

 

 

Jerry’s Story: First interactions

My friend Jerry Weinberg was present at the dawn of the age of computers. He can describe first-hand what that was like, but much of his story has never been told. I have started to collect Jerry’s stories. Here is a small sampling, which I prompted by asking him “What were your first interactions with a computing device?”

The first thing that Jerry used that we could call a computing device is a slide rule that his father, Harry, gave him when he was about 7 years old. Harry worked for more than 20 years helping to improve processes at Sears, Roebuck & Co. He bought slide rules in quantity to give to the young ladies who computed customer bills. They used slide rules to check their multiplication, for example, when multiplying price times quantity. This practice caught an enormous number of errors before the bills were sent to customers.

Jerry had a more interesting use for his slide rule, though. He was a sports fan, so he used the slide rule to compute baseball batting averages. Jerry says “It’s the easiest thing in the world. A 7-year old could do it.” He still has that slide rule.

Jerry slide rule

He has a “UNIQUE” brand slide rule, made in England. Jerry describes it as small and cheap, with a table of “Trigonometric Ratios” on the back, which he didn’t understand how to use when he started using the slide rule. Later, though, he remembers using tables of sines, cosines, and logarithms, which could also be considered computing devices of a sort. He used the tables in math classes and also for experimenting with numbers for fun.

Jerry remembers his first introduction to the concept of computers being a Time magazine article. This may have been “Science: A Machine that Thinks,” in the July 23, 1945 issue, when he was 11 years old. That article discusses Dr. Vannevar Bush’s “memex,” a conceptual idea of a machine that stores facts for easy recall, which the Time article refers to as a “brain robot.”

The first book that Jerry read about computers was Giant Brains, or Machines That Think, by Edmund C. Berkeley, published in 1949. This book had a strong influence on Jerry, and he considers Berkeley one of his heroes. Much later, he met Berkeley and had long conversations with him, and he was delighted to know that Jerry had been inspired by his book.

Jerry may also have seen “Science: The Thinking Machine,” the landmark Time cover story on January 23, 1950, when he was 16 years old. The cover artist for that issue, as it was for many issues of Time, was Boris Artzybasheff, which is a detail that Jerry still recalls. The article discussed the Harvard Mark I named “Bessie” (which coincidentally is also Jerry’s mother’s name). This was an electromechanical computer that had been in operation since 1944. The article also discussed the Harvard Mark III, a hybrid electronic/electromechanical computer produced in 1950 and it went into detail comparing computers to the human brain.

Jerry was an avid reader. He explained just how avid: “I usually had breakfast alone, with cereal, so there was the box to read. I’m not saying it was my preferred reading, but just that I read everything that appeared in front of me. Like the see-food diet: I see food, I eat it. So, I see print, I read it.” He probably heard about computers from other sources during his youth. He remembers sitting at his father’s feet as his father read the newspaper and offered his commentary on a wide array of topics.

Jerry had been labeled as a “brainy” kid, and he yearned to learn more about brains, especially these “giant brains.” Early on knew he wanted his life’s work to be with computers. He didn’t yet know anyone who had ever seen a computer, let alone used one. He watched and waited for signs of a computer, but went all through high school without seeing one, with perhaps one exception. He had a summer night job in a large bakery computing recipe requirements for the following day’s orders. He used a Monroe adding machine.

When he entered college at age 16, Jerry told his counselors that he wanted to work with computers, but none of them knew anything about computers except that they had something to do with electrical engineering and physics. They decided he should major in physics because he was good at math, which they thought would be wasted in electrical engineering.

One day, Jerry saw a notice for a brief “computing course” using Monroe adding machines, given by the Monroe company. He already knew most of the material better than the instructor. He passed, earning a certificate that he’s lost somewhere along the way. It’s the only computing course he ever took, and the only “degree” in computing that he ever earned.

If you’re interested in hearing more of Jerry’s story, please let me know. He has much to tell. Note that many of the words above are his, and I decided to tell the story in third-person. Consider it a collaboration.

The next installment in this series is Jerry’s Story: An aspiring auto mechanic changes course.