Sorry To Hurt Your Feelings

When your boss says "we need to implement machine learning" but all you really need is a simple if-statement. The eternal struggle of devs everywhere - getting asked to use a sledgehammer when a regular hammer would do just fine. The math behind ML is the unsexy reality nobody wants to talk about at standup.

The evolution of software development methodologies visualized with perfect accuracy: Waterfall: You meticulously build each component one by one, in strict sequence, until you finally have a car. No going back to fix the wheels once you've moved on to the chassis! Agile: Start with a skateboard, then a scooter, then a bike, then a quad bike, and finally a car. Each iteration is a functional product that gets you from A to B with increasing sophistication. AI: Just throw in a weird green alien car from The Jetsons at the beginning, and somehow it magically transforms into the same car as the other methodologies. Nobody knows how it works internally, but hey, it got there faster!

So they want a "Vibe Coder" who "orchestrates code through the power of AI" and "vibes their way to a brilliant front end product." Translation: We want someone to type prompts into ChatGPT while we pretend we're revolutionizing development. This job description screams "we have no idea what we're doing but we've invested too much in AI to admit it." Soon they'll replace "Senior Developer" with "Prompt Engineering Guru" and wonder why their codebase looks like it was written by a caffeinated squirrel with a keyboard. The funniest part? 42 people actually applied. Desperation truly knows no bounds in this economy.

That awkward moment when your CTO realizes the legal implications of AI-generated code and suddenly wants attribution. Developers who've been copy-pasting from ChatGPT for months are now sweating profusely. Nothing says "professional software development" quite like frantically ctrl+F-ing through your codebase to figure out which parts you actually wrote versus which parts you prompted an AI to hallucinate. The best part? Nobody actually knows where liability falls, so we're all just adding comments and praying we don't get sued into oblivion.

Nothing says "I'm a web developer" quite like sending someone a local file path at 6:16 AM. The sweet irony of claiming ChatGPT built you a "website" when all you've got is an HTML file sitting in your Downloads folder. Bonus points for the dramatic "your job is done for" declaration. Sure buddy, the entire web development industry is trembling at your revolutionary C:\Users\ben\Downloads\index.html that probably has all the functionality of a digital paperweight. Next time maybe learn what "hosting" means before declaring the robot apocalypse.

When ChatGPT exposes your darkest developer sin without even trying! The AI didn't need 8 seconds to figure out what every senior developer fears most - that despite all our unit testing evangelism and staging environment sermons, we're secretly pushing changes straight to production like digital adrenaline junkies. It's basically the programming equivalent of a therapist saying "I know what you did" after you just sat down.