When I was a young boy, I had an uncle named Horace. Horace came by the apartment where I and my 7 siblings lived quite often in order to help our mother take care of us, particularly during times when our mothers' nerves were as shattered as rapid-cooled obsidian due to our animal-esque behavior at times. Horace's favorite food to cook for us was something that he referred to as 'grilled cheese'. As a young boy, I was perpetually fascinated by the idea of melting cheese in a pan, but not as much as I was at the source of said melting action. Whenever he would set those cheesy bricks of bready goodness down, I would crane my head up to try to see the sizzling action. After a rapid series of deafening cuffs to my ears, I would eventually regain my hearing long enough to put together the general ideas that my uncle Horace was screaming at me. He would tell me that I shouldn't put my hands on a hot stove, because it can hurt a lot and make my hands get damaged. Even with this constant reminder, both verbal and physical, I still managed to reach for that delicious-smelling pan. Every time.
As with Horace's cheese, so too did I find myself constantly warned away from Samsung Austin Semiconductor before I made the regrettable decision to uproot and land in this factory. Horace didn't warn me away from it, because Horace is serving 10 to 20 in Hattchawasee State Prison for horse thievery, assault with a deadly weapon, and jaywalking. Other people in the industry warned me (including all of you wonderful people who had tread before me by writing these helpful reviews about SAS here on GlassDoor).
There are a great many things about this company that are frankly off-putting. My advice is to read through the comments and reviews that have been posted with the following rubric in mind:
If you are desperate, young, unemployable elsewhere within industry, are comfortable with a job that you are nothing more than ambivalent about, enjoy listening to people either: complain chronically about their job or talk about everything but their job even when they're supposed to be doing work, are o.k. with assuming the workload of the aforementioned 'gossipers', are completely content to work for a company that sees you as little more than a tool that should have some measurable metric of output that can be used to determine your worth as a human being, are fine with a Human Resources Department that is just marginally operating within the confines of the law (and sometimes are so far out of employment law that one must assume that they've gotten some sort of express clearance and an a-ok from someone high up in government to make the sorts of claims that they do), and are completely content with having a leadership structure that consists of a decision maker (president) followed by a recursive loop of incompetence / ignorance / yes-person-preachers all the way on down to the level of the person (you) who is actually doing the job, then let me tell you: this. place. is. made. for. you.
However, if you have a problem with the ideas of: you being recognized for your contributions to the team / company without fear of someone else blatantly taking credit for your work or managing to disparage your ideas publicly for the sole purpose of making themselves seem more competent than you or anyone else, being seen as a tool by management that is expected to work 60 - 80 hours per week (not that there is enough work in existence at the factory to warrant such hours) that are filled with countless trips to meetings that do nothing but serve as means for loud-mouthed people to talk about all of the work that they are doing (which is next to none) or are seeking to blame others for any failures that may be potentially assigned their way, being lied to by management / HR about pay increases / promotions / general policies / rules at the facility / reasons for everything and anything being done, feeling like you are valued, enjoying your professional life, having a set of skills when you eventually leave the company that are potentially marketable at another company / industry, having a set of software tools or access to data to enable you to do your job, working with a team of marginally talented people who rely on one or two 'rockstars' in the department to get all of the challenging work done while everyone else prepares powerpoint slides and justifies their continued employment by the number of poorly created summary 'statistics' generated within Excel, or the crippling feeling of self-loathing that accompanies the morning drive every day, when you decide that no, today is not going to be the day that you accelerate your car into that bridge support, but rather that you're going to just make that turn into Samsung Boulevard, switch off your brain, hide your self respect, and punch the clock for one more day of "do what some ignorant Korean in HQ demands that you do because they watched "Gung Ho" a bunch of times and think that the first half of the movie - where they think American Engineers are all idiots and should just blindly adopt a Zerg-like existence in order to be successful". If that sounds like you, please, for the love of your own sanity, life, well-being, and belief in yourself... stay. away. from this place. I promise you, you can do better.
Think of me as your wise uncle Horace. Don't touch the stove... I promise I won't hit you with the back of my hand in your ears, but hopefully you'll listen without that.