Are We There Yet

Ah, the modern developer's version of "my code is compiling." Remember when we had to wait for actual compile times? Now we just blame the AI for our extended coffee breaks. The beauty is that nobody can verify if ChatGPT is actually still working or if you've been scrolling Reddit for the last 45 minutes. And the best part? Management can't argue because they're doing the exact same thing. It's the perfect crime - you're technically "waiting for a tool" while secretly planning your weekend. And if anyone questions the time it takes, just mutter something about "token limits" and "complex prompting strategies."

Left panel: Just innocently using "vibe" to describe that sweet mental state where the code flows through your fingers like butter through a hot knife. Right panel: Suddenly realizing everyone thinks you're just copying AI responses because "vibe coding" has become internet slang for "I asked ChatGPT to write this for me." The flow state and AI accusations - two sides of the same monkey.

The beautiful irony of our times: programmers clutching their pearls over AI generating sprites and icons, while artists are out here speedrunning Python tutorials to automate their workflows. Turns out everyone just wants to skip the part they're bad at. Programmers can't draw stick figures to save their lives, and artists would rather learn regex than manually process 10,000 files. It's like watching two people swap problems and both thinking they got the better deal.

So you're feeling adventurous, installing Linux for the first time, everything's going smooth. Then you hit a snag and ask your favorite AI chatbot for help. It confidently spits out some commands, and you—being the trusting soul you are—copy-paste them straight into the CLI without reading. Plot twist: the AI gave you commands for a completely different file system. You just shoved RTFM (Read The Freaking Manual) instructions into a CLI that expected something else entirely. Now your system is toast, Linux won't boot, and you're lying face-down on the pavement wondering where it all went wrong. The moral? AI is like that friend who sounds confident but doesn't actually know what they're talking about. Always skim what you're running, or you'll be reinstalling your OS at 2 AM while questioning your life choices. Fun fact: RTFM exists for a reason, and that reason is preventing exactly this kind of disaster.

Turns out both chefs and AI "developers" are just throwing ingredients together and hoping something edible comes out. The difference? Chefs actually know what basil is. Ten years of writing clean, maintainable code just to be replaced by someone who knows how to type "make me a full-stack app with blockchain integration" into a text box. At least the spaghetti I'm eating tastes better than the spaghetti code these AI tools are churning out.

The future is now, old man! Someone's shocked that in 2025 some developers still write code without AI assistance, and Kenneth drops the mic with "yeah it's called programming." Remember when we used to solve problems with our brains instead of prompting ChatGPT? Pepperidge Farm remembers. Some devs still have the audacity to use their neurons instead of letting GitHub Copilot write their spaghetti code. The horror! It's like being surprised someone knows how to do math without a calculator. "You mean you're writing SQL queries WITHOUT letting AI hallucinate your database schema? What are you, a caveman?"