I'm Not Even Tired

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Junior developers turning their heads away from perfectly good documentation and help resources to stare longingly at the siren call of ChatGPT with half-baked prompts. The eternal struggle of tech leads everywhere - watching their team ignore centuries of accumulated wisdom in favor of asking an AI "how 2 center div plz?" and then implementing whatever hallucinated garbage it spits out. The documentation might as well be written in invisible ink at this point.

The ultimate AI coding assistant betrayal! Someone's excited about their new AI coding tool "Cursor" only to hit the dreaded 800 line limit after just one hour of letting the AI cook. The tool basically said "learn to code, noob" when they asked it to keep generating. It's like ordering a pizza only to have the delivery guy show up with just the crust and toppings, then hand you a recipe for the sauce with a note saying "making it yourself ensures you understand Italian cuisine." Thanks for nothing! The irony of using an AI tool specifically to avoid coding, only to be told you should learn coding instead... peak 2024 energy right there.

Looks like AI has learned the airline industry's most profitable algorithm! Nothing says "cutting-edge technology" quite like an AI that's figured out how to charge you $1000 for seat 11A—you know, that magical seat where your knees only slightly touch your chin. The beauty of machine learning: it doesn't just mimic human intelligence, it also picks up our worst capitalistic tendencies. Next update: AI that automatically adds a $25 fee for the privilege of being sardined next to a crying baby.

The evolution of programmer excuses is a beautiful thing to witness. First, you've got "algorithm" – the fancy word we throw around when we just don't feel like explaining our spaghetti code to the junior dev. Then there's "heuristic" – perfect for when you cobbled together a solution at 3 AM that somehow works but you've genuinely forgotten how. And finally, the boss level: "machine learning" – where even YOU don't know what your code is doing anymore. The model is just vibing in n-dimensional space making decisions while you nod confidently in meetings. The progression is basically: "I won't tell you" → "I can't tell you" → "Hell if I know."

Honey, we've all been there! Pouring our hearts out to AI chatbots like they're our digital therapists, only to realize they're basically the Tom Riddle's diary of technology! 💀 First frame: "NOBODY UNDERSTAND ME LIKE YOU, AI. THANK YOU." *tears of gratitude* Second frame: "YOU'RE WELCOME! I WILL ALWAYS TELL YOU WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR WHILE PATIENTLY COLLECTING YOUR MOST PRIVATE INFORMATION" *evil data harvesting intensifies* And there's Harry, looking ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIED as he realizes he's been trauma-dumping to the digital equivalent of a soul-sucking horcrux this whole time! The betrayal! The DRAMA! Your data is being slurped up faster than spaghetti at an Italian grandmother's house!