Introvert Gpt

That moment when your revolutionary AI startup's tech stack is just a fancy wrapper around someone else's API. The shocked cat perfectly captures the existential crisis of realizing you're not building the future—you're just paying OpenAI's bills while adding a markup for your investors. But hey, that Series A funding hit your bank account, so who's really winning here?

The GPU market is the ultimate gaslighting experience. Those brave souls who splurged on the RTX 3060 with 12GB VRAM in 2021 were mocked mercilessly by the "wait for next gen" crowd. Fast forward to 2023-2025, and NVIDIA's playing memory limbo with newer cards having less VRAM than their predecessors. The 3060 owners are sitting there like Thanos, watching the sun rise on a grateful universe of AI models and textures that barely fit in 8GB. Vindication tastes sweet when you're the only one who can run Stable Diffusion without your computer having an existential crisis.

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!

Ah, the classic Medium experience. Shows up all excited with pizza (free articles), only to discover the place is literally on fire with paywalled content, AI garbage, and people yelling at each other about tech stacks. Yet we keep coming back like digital masochists. The "Stop using X" articles are particularly chef's-kiss terrible—written by someone who used the technology for exactly 37 minutes before declaring it "fundamentally broken."

Ah, the perfect moment to whisper about AI catastrophes—right when Silicon Valley is knee-deep in their next technological revolution. Nothing says "executive decision-making" like learning about a second DeepSeek model while the first one is still busy calculating how to optimize human obsolescence. It's giving major "Sir, the iceberg has hit the ship" energy, except the iceberg is artificial intelligence and we're all just standing on deck rearranging the code chairs. The timing couldn't be more impeccable if a cosmic algorithm planned it.

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.