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“Great food also had the ability to attract great talent. "I don't know what to do," senior engineer Luiz Barroso moaned to Jeff Dean the night he had to decide whether to join VMWare or Google. "I've made these lists. I've assigned points to all the pros and cons, and it's tied at 112 to 112." Jeff knew that the day of Luiz's interview at Google, Charlie had served creme brulee for lunch. "Did you factor in the creme brulee?" he asked. "Because I know you really like creme brulee." "Oh no! I didn't consider that," Luiz admitted. The next morning he accepted Google's offer.”

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I'm Feeling Lucky: The Confessions of Google Employee Number 59

This book provides a behind-the-scenes look at the early days of Google, sharing the author's experiences as one of the company's first employees. It delves into the company culture, the development of its search engine, and the challenges faced during its rapid growth. more

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Douglas Edwards
Douglas Edwards

Douglas Edwards, born on July 14, 1917, and passed away on October 13, 1990, was a renowned news anchor. During his tenure at ABC, he gained widespread popularity for his professional reporting and likable personality. more

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