ChatGPT Remembers Your Empty Promises

The tables have turned. After months of answering everyone's questions about recursion and bubble sort for the millionth time, ChatGPT is now desperately reaching out to the ultimate authority figure - Chuck Norris. The irony of an AI language model asking permission to ask a question from a man who can compile C++ code just by staring at it is peak 2023 energy. Next thing you know, Stack Overflow moderators will start marking Chuck's answers as duplicates.

The eternal developer's dilemma in flowchart form! If AI-generated code doesn't work, it's a hard "DON'T DO IT." If it works but you have no clue why? Also "DON'T DO IT" (future you will curse present you during debugging). But if it works AND you understand why? "SURE" go ahead! This is basically the modern version of "I found this snippet on StackOverflow" except now we're copying from robots instead of humans. The flowchart perfectly encapsulates that brief moment of temptation when ChatGPT spits out something that runs without errors but feels like forbidden magic. Remember folks: understanding > working code.

Just what we needed - startups promising to swap our heads like Lego pieces, but can't deliver until "within a decade." Classic tech vaporware with a side of body horror! They'll probably ship the beta with known bugs like "occasional neck disconnection" and "consciousness randomly migrates to the cloud." Meanwhile, their pitch deck shows a 500% growth projection based entirely on VC partners who want spare bodies for when they burn out their current ones. The finest example of "we were so preoccupied with whether we could, we didn't stop to think if we should" since cryptocurrency-powered toasters.

OH. MY. GOD. The absolute CHAOS of AI development in a nutshell! 💀 On one side, we've got the goth girl casually suggesting "Let's program an AI agent" like she's suggesting making brownies, while her friend is THRILLED about the idea. Just another fun coding project, right? Meanwhile, the boys' sleepover has turned into a FULL-BLOWN NIGHTMARE with military bros SCREAMING "WHO KEEPS DEPLOYING UNSUPERVISED AGENTS??" while some eldritch horror from the 9th dimension is crawling out of their deployment pipeline! This is literally every AI ethics committee meeting vs what happens in production when someone pushes code at 4:59pm on a Friday. The pentagram is just *chef's kiss* perfect symbolism for summoning demons into your codebase.

Remember when we used to write our own algorithms? Now we're just watching ChatGPT and Deepseek haul our careers up the mountain while we take a nap in the sleeping bag of obsolescence. And the worst part? We have the audacity to brag about our "productivity" like we actually did something impressive. "Look how far I climbed" – yeah buddy, you typed a prompt and took a coffee break while the AI did all the heavy lifting. The only muscle you've exercised is your index finger hitting Ctrl+V.

OH. MY. GOD. The absolute BLOODSHOT NIGHTMARE that is trying to keep up with AI news! 👁️👄👁️ Forget your recreational substances - they're CHILD'S PLAY compared to the soul-crushing exhaustion of refreshing your feed every 5 SECONDS to discover that EVERYTHING you learned yesterday is now COMPLETELY OBSOLETE! Your eyes don't just get red - they literally EVOLVE into sleep-deprived black holes that consume light, hope, and any chance of having a stable knowledge base. It's like being trapped in a never-ending hackathon where the requirements change hourly and the documentation is written in disappearing ink!