Scrum In Name Only

The eternal corporate handshake that pays everyone's bills. Manager and client congratulate each other on a "successful project" while completely ignoring the sleep-deprived developer who actually built the damn thing. Twenty years in the industry and I've watched this scene play out at every project celebration. The programmer gets a pizza party while management gets the bonus. Tale as old as Git.

Nothing says confidence like a guy with a Titanic badge testing directly in production. Because why bother with staging environments when you can just roll the dice with real customer data? The irony is just *chef's kiss* - the Titanic wasn't exactly known for its successful deployment. This is basically the "hold my beer" of software development. Ten years in the industry and I've seen this mindset sink more careers than that iceberg sank passengers.

Ah, the classic developer martyrdom complex. Left side: exhausted programmer begging the universe to stop giving them impossible tasks. Right side: Jesus basically saying "just submit your timesheet and stop the dramatics." Because nothing's more sacred in development than proper time tracking, apparently. The real miracle would be a project without scope creep.

Ah, the corporate food chain in its natural habitat. The junior programmer—submerged in mud and barely visible—did all the actual work while the Dev Lead stands there looking presentable. Meanwhile, Senior Management is off-screen, probably sending "congratulations" emails from a golf course. The hippo gets more recognition than the person who wrote the code. Just another day in tech where your Git commits are inversely proportional to your visibility at the success party.

The modern developer's immunity to recruiter spam has reached legendary status. After years of "Hi {first_name}" messages and "exciting opportunities" that pay in exposure and free snacks, we've evolved strict filtering criteria. Six figures? Remote work? No agile ceremonies where I pretend to care about story points? Suddenly the recruiter has our attention. It's not that we're difficult—we've just been burned enough times to know exactly what we want. That awkward silence when the recruiter realizes they can't offer any of those things? Priceless. Almost as valuable as the 4 hours of my life I'll never get back from that "quick technical chat" that turned into implementing a binary tree from scratch.

This cosmic roast of development methodologies is painfully accurate. Waterfall gets you to Mars after a rigid plan, while Agile lands you on the Moon instead because requirements changed mid-flight. Kanban? You'll break down the Mars mission into thousands of sticky notes and still be waiting for armrests a year later. Scrum is just a series of sprints that end with scrapping everything after a 15-minute meeting. And Lean Development? Just slap wings on a firecracker and try convincing investors it's basically a spaceship. The space between our development ambitions and reality is apparently as vast as the distance to Mars itself.