An Extra Year And They Will Get CPUs Too

New programmers discovering ChatGPT is like giving a toddler the nuclear launch codes. They're staring at it with equal parts wonder and dependency, knowing full well they should probably learn to code without it, but also knowing they absolutely won't. The bottle represents that sweet, sweet AI-generated code that may or may not compile, but hey, at least it was fast. Meanwhile, senior devs are watching from the doorway, remembering when they had to actually read documentation and Stack Overflow like peasants.

The absolute carnage of those import aliases! It's like watching someone deliberately rewire your house so the light switch controls the garbage disposal. For the uninitiated, this person swapped all the standard Python data science library aliases in the most unholy way possible: tensorflow as plt , pandas as tf , numpy as pd , and matplotlib.pyplot as np . This is psychological warfare against data scientists who have muscle memory for these imports. Imagine typing np.array() and getting a plotting function instead of a NumPy array. Pure chaos. Satan himself would say "whoa, take it easy."

The eternal standoff between designers and programmers has entered the AI era. Designers look horrified when programmers use LLMs to generate UIs, while programmers give the same judgmental side-eye when designers use AI to generate code. It's like watching two people who can't swim criticizing each other's diving form. Neither result will compile correctly, but both sides will spend hours explaining why the other's approach is worse.

Nothing like the sweet smell of career arbitrage in the morning. Just slap "AI" on your LinkedIn profile and watch your market value triple while recruiters trip over themselves to throw gold bars at you. Meanwhile, you're still running the same SQL queries and data pipelines you were last week, but now you're an "AI visionary" commanding a small fortune. The industry's collective amnesia about what skills actually matter is the gift that keeps on giving. Capitalism at its finest, folks.

The evolution of developers has taken a tragic turn! Back in the glory days, programmers were depicted as muscular chads who wrote code without AI assistance or Stack Overflow, built entire games in Assembly language (absolute madlads), crafted mission-critical code for Moon landings, and fixed memory leaks by manually tweaking pointers. Fast forward to today, and we've devolved into bizarre creatures who can't center a div without Googling it for the 500th time, beg ChatGPT to fix basic syntax errors, get trapped in Vim like it's some kind of developer prison (":q! anyone?"), and somehow manage to create three new bugs while fixing just one. The brutal reality check hits hard. We went from programming gods to dependency-addicted gremlins who can't function without our precious tools. Progress?

The evolution of a developer's heart palpitations! While reading documentation keeps your cardiac rhythm steady, copying Stack Overflow code makes it flutter a bit. But blindly pasting AI-generated code? That's cardiac arrest territory. Nothing says "I've given up on understanding what I'm doing" quite like asking ChatGPT to solve your problems and implementing the solution without even a sanity check. The blurrier the heart, the closer you are to being promoted to "Stack Trace Interpreter Intern."