Average PM Energy

The existential dread of logging into Jira only to discover they've completely redesigned the UI... AGAIN . Just when you memorized where everything was, they've shuffled the entire interface like a deck of cards. Now you need another 3 sprints just to figure out how to create a ticket. The desperate "WHY?!" captures that perfect mix of betrayal and resignation every dev feels when forced to relearn a tool that was already barely tolerable to begin with.

The duality of developer existence in one perfect image. On the left, you've got the sleep-deprived zombie hunched over their keyboard at 3 AM, frantically fixing a bug because their brain refuses to shut down until it's solved. The code is their white whale, and sleep is just a concept for mere mortals. Meanwhile, the tech lead on the right looks like they've been through seven consecutive existential crises, reviewing the code with the enthusiasm of someone watching paint dry. That dead-eyed stare says, "I've seen things... terrible, unoptimized things." The best part? This entire sleep-sacrificing heroic debugging session will be met with all the excitement of someone checking their grocery receipt. Welcome to software development, where your midnight coding marathon is just Tuesday to everyone else.

The ultimate self-service experience. Nothing quite like the pride of a tester who discovers they can fix their own bugs instead of filing a ticket and waiting six sprints for someone to look at it. That dog walking itself is basically QA saying "Fine, I'll do it myself" after the third time a dev responded with "works on my machine." The circle of software development life.

When your tech lead says "this should only take an hour" but you're still getting paid for the full seven. Suddenly, that impossible legacy codebase doesn't seem so bad when you're collecting a senior dev salary to stare at your IDE for 6 hours and 50 minutes after making one tiny commit. The sweet satisfaction of being overpaid for underdelivering - the true developer dream.

The daily ritual of software engineers: Complain about deadlines, legacy code, and micromanagement while simultaneously wiping tears with six-figure salaries. The beautiful duality of being paid extremely well to suffer through meetings that could've been emails. Sure, the codebase is a nightmare and the PM keeps changing requirements, but have you seen the direct deposit notification? Sweet, sweet compensation therapy.

Turns out the bar for project management is so low you could trip over it while looking for your missing semicolon. Just mindlessly repeat "How's the project going?" every few days and congratulations—you've mastered 90% of the job description. The other 10% is creating Gantt charts nobody will ever look at and scheduling meetings that could've been Slack messages. Meanwhile, developers are over here solving actual problems while the parrot—I mean PM—gets all the credit for "driving the initiative forward." But hey, at least the parrot looks good in that graduation cap.