Garbage In, Garbage Out: The GitHub Roast

The corporate data science dream team standing around watching one guy with Excel do all the actual work. Classic case of "we hired seven specialists with fancy titles to stare at a hole while the person who's been using VLOOKUP since 2003 actually solves the problem." This is why your company's $2M data infrastructure still ultimately feeds into someone's spreadsheet that crashes every third Thursday. The Excel guru probably makes half what the AI consultants do, but knows where all the bodies are buried in your database.

Oh, the sweet innocence of "I made a website with ChatGPT" followed by sending a local file path instead of a URL. That's like telling someone you're a chef because you microwaved a Hot Pocket. What we're witnessing here is the beautiful collision of Dunning-Kruger effect and file system confusion. Our friend thinks they've launched the next Facebook when they've really just saved an HTML file to their downloads folder. No server, no hosting, just pure unbridled confidence. The Windows file path is just *chef's kiss* perfect - nothing says "I'm a web developer" like trying to share C:\Users\ben\Downloads\index.html through iMessage.

Microsoft's product strategy in a nutshell. They're like that friend who "fixes" your perfectly working setup by removing the stuff you actually use and adding bloat nobody asked for. Windows users watching in horror as another update replaces functional tools with AI assistants that can't assist with anything except sending your data to the mothership. The crowd's expression says it all: "Here we go again with this nonsense." At this point, we're all just hostages to whatever brilliant idea Redmond cooks up next.

Ah, Google Assistant taking "seconds" literally while DeepSeek and OpenAI duke it out in the AI arena. Poor thing is just counting all the 2nds in a year instead of calculating 365 × 24 × 60 × 60. This is what happens when you train your model on dad jokes instead of math problems. At least it's consistently wrong with confidence - the hallmark of every production system I've ever maintained.

The irony is palpable! A job posting demanding "50% of code must be done by AI" while simultaneously requiring you to sacrifice your firstborn to the startup gods. Let me translate this corporate poetry: "We want cutting-edge AI integration, but also need you in an overpriced SF apartment, grinding weekends away while jet-setting to client sites. Your work-life balance? Sorry, that's not in our Jira board." The "vibe coding experience" requirement is just chef's kiss perfection. Because nothing says "we understand modern development" like demanding both AI automation AND soul-crushing overtime in the same breath.

The duality of AI assistance in a nutshell! ChatGPT gleefully cranks out code like it's handing out candy, but then turns into your disappointed parent when reviewing that same code. "Wait, you actually used what I suggested? Where are the comments? The error handling? The tests?" Nothing quite like getting judged by the same entity that confidently wrote that spaghetti mess in the first place. It's the digital equivalent of "do as I say, not as I do."