Pregnant Struct

Game devs staring longingly at the corporate jets flying by while their equally skilled counterparts cash six-figure checks. Nothing says "passion for the craft" like trading a decent salary for the privilege of implementing 37 different ragdoll physics systems that players will barely notice. But hey, at least you get to put "Created virtual horse testicles that shrink in cold weather" on your resume.

The evolution of C-based languages depicted through increasingly intense reactions. C is met with boredom. C++ sparks interest. C# triggers excitement. Then we hit whatever unholy abomination C with a snowflake is supposed to be, causing brain meltdown. Finally, C with a tesseract dimension cube transforms our developer into a transcendent being who can see through time and space. Classic progression from "I can code" to "I have become one with the compiler."

The Rust evangelism strike force claims another victim! Some poor soul dared to mention they're still using C/C++ in 2022, and now they're being lectured about Rust's memory safety features while their friends slowly back away. Classic language elitism in its natural habitat – because nothing says "I'm a modern developer" like making others feel bad about their tech stack choices. Meanwhile, the C++ devs are too busy fighting memory leaks to defend themselves.

The ultimate programming double entendre! A building with a "STOP RUST" sign that was clearly meant for metal corrosion, but has become an unintentional declaration of war against the Rust programming language. Somewhere a C++ developer is nodding vigorously while hanging this poster in their cubicle. Meanwhile, Rust developers are organizing a protest outside this building with signs that read "MEMORY LEAKS KILL" and "SEGMENTATION FAULT: CORE DUMPED." The programming language holy wars have officially spilled into real estate.

The brutal efficiency truth no programmer wants to face: we're using an entire byte (8 precious bits) just to store a single boolean value that's either true or false. That's like buying a mansion to store a single sock. The sheer wastefulness of it all is enough to make any memory-conscious developer weep uncontrollably. And yet we continue this digital travesty every day, pretending it's fine while 87.5% of our boolean storage space sits there, completely unused, mocking our so-called "optimization skills."

Ah, the transformation that C++ brings to a programmer's soul. While other substances merely alter your appearance, C++ mutates your very being into something unrecognizable – half human, half deep-sea nightmare with bulging eyes and too many teeth. Ten years of memory management violations, pointer arithmetic, and template metaprogramming will do that to you. The rest just destroy your body, but C++ corrupts your mind until you start seeing everything as poorly encapsulated objects with questionable inheritance hierarchies. And yet we keep coming back for more. Masochists, the lot of us.