I don’t really go in for “New Year, New Me,” partly because I think it’s probably futile and also because there’s not a lot about myself I’d like to fundamentally change. I do have some plans for the year, and a couple of things I’d like to do more of, but no resolutions as such.
Relatedly: I’ve been thinking about this tweet. Read more
I knew there would eventually be a post in which this gif would be sadly relevant.
The ways in which people interpret the world have always amazed and intrigued me. How two people can look at the same situation, be armed with the same knowledge about it, and yet still come out with different conclusions (aka ‘politics’). How two people can have a very similar experience and yet react in wildly different ways. How something that can floor one person won’t bother another.
But even more subtly: how the individual ways in which we think about the world – our personal hermeneutics – help us to see things through a unique lens.
I know I spent most of it working. In the early part of the week I designed a survey which is going to be sent out to digital forensic investigators. It includes a couple of questions that relate to some research I’d eventually like to do on the psychological effects of working full-time (or part-time, or at all) in a role that requires you to see some of the most awful things humans do to each other.
My job’s a bit of a conversation stopper. When I say “forensic investigation”, people generally think it’s incredibly cool. When I specify “computer forensics” they make reference to Garcia from Criminal Minds, or (if they know me well enough) to Lisbeth Salander.
A lot of people seem fascinated when I tell them what I do for a living (well, one of the things), so I thought I’d write a blog post about it.
The specific strand of my life that generates all the interest is forensic investigation. To be fair, it is a pretty awesome job and I do feel like a badass when I’m doing it. But a lot of it is way less glamourous than people seem to expect, probably because they’ve watched too much CSI.
So what do I do, if it’s not all ultra-glamourous labs, flashy command lines and 45-minute mysteries?