When I was a kid growing up in Southern California, my job search was only limited by the number of interviews I could get to on my bicycle or skateboard. A few years later, that expanded to how far I was willing to drive in my VW bug. When the Internet blew the top off of the job market in the early 1990s, I suddenly found myself competing against Divyansh, Raghav, and Uthkarsh in Bangladesh—even though the job was less than three miles from my apartment in Southern California. Then in the first quarter of 2020, the poop hit the fan. Little did I know, it would take a global…
