I work for a small size company as an inspector and having been programming CMM with PC-DMIS 2016 for about 1 year. The pay is not that good (under $20 per hr in Bay Area, CA) probably because I dont have too much experiences (i can make a program for inspecting complex parts tho). Is PC-DMIS programmer in high demand, especially in CA and does it pay well? Is this a good career to continue with?
In the employment apps (Linked In, Indeed, Zip Recruiter) I see job posting in the Boston, MA area starting at 80 to 120K. I just say one for an expert CMM programmer (contract) for 50 an hour. The money is out there if you know enough and get in the right company you are golden. I am searching almost everyday for a better opportunity but I am also happy where I'm at (for now). I do feel like I am worth more than I make but I also know I'm safe where I'm at. Its nice to not have to take a job because its there and continue to search until I find the right fit.
Remember its your life and your choice so do some research and continue to push yourself.
I feel the much higher paying roles/assignments are at the expense of tenure.
--They lure you with high pay, you produce x number of repeatable work-of-art routines, then, the employer dismisses you as soon as you are done.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn ***... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
