Let's be real here—nobody wakes up at 3 AM debugging segfaults because they're "passionate about technology." We all had that romanticized vision of changing the world with code, but then rent was due and suddenly those FAANG salaries started looking pretty motivating. Sure, some people genuinely love the craft, but for most of us? It was the promise of a stable paycheck, remote work, and not having to wear pants to meetings. The tech industry basically turned an entire generation into mercenaries with mechanical keyboards.

You know that special kind of pain when your uncle starts explaining how "the WiFi is slow because too many megabytes are clogged in the router" or your manager confidently declares that "we just need to download more RAM"? That's the face right there. It's the internal screaming of every developer who has to sit through explanations about how "the cloud is just a big computer in the sky" or "HTML is a programming language, right?" The best part is you can't even correct them without sounding condescending, so you just sit there, nodding politely while your soul slowly exits your body. Every fiber of your being wants to interrupt with "Actually, that's not how TCP/IP works," but you know it'll lead to a 45-minute conversation where you'll somehow end up fixing their printer. Bonus points if they follow up with "You work with computers, right? Can you fix my iPhone?"