Only Seventythree More Years

Ah, the C++ programmer's evolution. You start as a bearded wizard with arcane knowledge of pointers and memory management, trudging through life with stooped shoulders from carrying the weight of manual garbage collection. Then you discover "The C++ Programming Language" with its anime girl cover, and suddenly you're skipping through meadows with cat ears. Seven years and 1,500 pages of Bjarne Stroustrup later, and you've transformed from a grizzled code veteran into a kawaii programming princess. Because nothing says "I've mastered multiple inheritance and template metaprogramming" like spontaneously growing cat ears and a frilly dress. Trust me, I've seen it happen to senior engineers. One day they're arguing about pointer arithmetic, the next they're debating the best color for their programming socks. The transformation is inevitable.

Ah, the divine intervention of C++23. Nothing says "prayers answered" quite like std::expected_never() and std::has_single_bit() descending from the heavens. The desperate programmer begging for a sign gets 23 new standard functions instead. Truly blessed are those who update their compilers, for they shall inherit the earth-shattering compile errors of a slightly different syntax.

That moment when your brilliant reference to abstract factory patterns falls completely flat at a party. Their vacant stare is just their brain trying to access memory that doesn't exist. Meanwhile, you're standing there wondering if you should recompile the conversation or just accept the runtime error and move on with your life.

The C++ Committee hands out medals for printing "Hello, World!" while every other language stands on the podium looking dignified. Meanwhile, C++ guy is busy screaming, flipping everyone off, and spraying champagne like he just discovered fire. Nothing captures the spirit of modern programming quite like watching C++ celebrate basic functionality that other languages implemented without needing therapy afterward. The committee's slogan might as well be "We'll make string handling intuitive by 2053, we promise!" The real joke is all of us still writing C++ in 2023 while explaining to management that memory leaks are just "giving back to the operating system."

OH. MY. CODE. The dating scene for programmers is just BRUTAL! Every single woman has her pick of the entire dev ecosystem - C++ guys, Python nerds, JavaScript hipsters - but there's only ONE arrow pointing to the Rust developer! 💅 That's right, honey! While the memory-leaking masses fight for attention, Rust developers are out here being the rare unicorns everyone wants. The rest are just sitting there with their garbage collection and undefined behaviors wondering why they're still single. Turns out being obsessed with ownership and borrowing isn't just for your code - it's relationship goals! 💯

Ah yes, the authentic game dev experience – crying in bed while wrestling with OpenGL collision detection. No fancy ergonomic setup, no whiteboard full of brilliant algorithms, just pure existential despair with C++ error messages burning into your retinas at 2 AM. This isn't just coding, it's emotional damage with syntax highlighting. The "TRUE VIBE" isn't the satisfaction of solving problems – it's the soul-crushing reality that you've spent 16 hours debugging why your character falls through the floor when walking diagonally.