Day 2 of the Cloud Resume Challenge: Certs, Dad Jokes & My Brain in Safe Mode

Welcome back to my Cloud Resume Challenge journey! If you missed Day 1, don’t worry—this isn’t Love Island All Stars, where missing an episode means you have no clue who’s coupled up, been dumped, or started unnecessary drama over who kissed who on the terrace. But seriously, go read it. I’ll wait.

Alright, now that you’re fully caught up (or just nodding like you understood a Kubernetes tutorial on 2x speed), let’s get into Day 2. Today’s episode features certifications, specifically the AZ-900 Microsoft Azure Fundamentals exam. Spoiler alert: I’ve scheduled it for March 2025. Yes, that’s a whole month away. Yes, I’m already sweating. But I’ve got a plan, a dangerously unserious amount of dad jokes, and the concentration level of a toddler who just discovered bubble wrap. Let’s go.

Certifications: The Broccoli of IT (But With More Anxiety)

Certifications are like vegetables—good for you, necessary for growth, and something you only truly appreciate after suffering through them. Will passing AZ-900 turn me into an Azure overlord? No. Will it make my CV look like I actually know things? Absolutely.

Here’s the TL;DR of what I’ve learned so far:

Certs won’t make you Jeff Bezos overnight. But they will make you look employable, which is a step up from “guy who knows tech but has nothing to prove it.”
They force you to actually learn. Even if I fail, at least I’ll understand where my brain cells went missing.
Recruiters love them. You could have zero experience, but slap “AZ-900 Certified” on LinkedIn, and suddenly, recruiters treat you like the last 50 inch Sony TV on black friday.

My AZ-900 Exam Strategy: Confusion, Panic, and Occasional Studying

I’ve got a month to prep, and here’s my bulletproof (read: mildly chaotic) plan:

Microsoft Learn – Free, interactive, and actually decent. The problem? You can’t skim it while watching Love Island.
Practice Tests – I plan to take so many of these that by the time the exam comes, I’ll start answering multiple-choice questions in my dreams.
YouTube – Nothing like learning Azure from a guy in a black hoodie explaining networking while my brain loads like a Windows XP startup.
Reddit & Blogs – Where I go to see people’s exam horror stories, get motivated, and question my life choices.
PowerShell Basics – This week at my Generation UK&I bootcamp, we’re learning PowerShell. I can now confidently list files with Get-ChildItem, which basically makes me a hacker in NCIS.

And because time management is key, I’m considering shortening my sleep schedule—waking up at 5 AM (pause for dramatic effect) to study before life gets in the way. That way, I can balance this bootcamp, exam prep, family time, and still have time to make beats. Will I become a fully functional human being? Probably not. But will I pass AZ-900? Hopefully.

Dad Jokes for the Cloud (Because I Refuse to Be Normal)

Why did the cloud break up with the server? It needed more space.
Why do Azure admins never get lost? Because they always follow the path.
What’s the difference between Azure and my bank account? One has unlimited storage, the other is constantly in low availability mode.

Please, don’t walk away. I have more.

What’s Next?

Once I hopefully survive AZ-900, I’ll be looking at AZ-104 (Azure Administrator), because apparently, I enjoy pain. But for now, my biggest enemy is networking and security concepts—two topics that make my brain buffer like a bad Wi-Fi connection.

Until then, I’ll be:
✅ Documenting my struggles
✅ Perfecting my terrible dad jokes
✅ Avoiding spoilers for Love Island All Stars
✅ Fighting for my life at 5 AM

Final Thoughts

Certifications are annoying, sleep is overrated, and somehow, I’m juggling all this while still making time for Love Island. I don’t know if I’m dedicated or just ridiculous.

Until next time, stay cloudy and send me more AZ-900 tips (or better yet, more dad jokes). I need them.

P.S. If you see me online at 5 AM, just know it’s not me. It’s the sleep-deprived, slightly delusional version of me who thinks he’s built different.