The Great C++ Confession

Poor guy thought his coding skills would translate to romance. Turns out writing a love letter in programming languages is like trying to debug a relationship with syntax errors. The real compiler error here? Not understanding that most humans prefer words like "I love you" over System.out.println("Will you marry me?"); Next time maybe stick to poetry instead of Python, buddy.

When they say "code is poetry," they weren't kidding! She's literally a collection of data science tools (VS Code, Python, C++, Pandas, NumPy) while he's handwriting what appears to be a counter algorithm. Their relationship is destined to work because she handles the libraries and he implements the logic. Classic division of labor in programming relationships! Next thing you know they'll be arguing about tabs vs spaces during dinner.

Claiming to know C++ is like claiming you can bend the Matrix. Sure, Neo thought he was special until Morpheus challenged him to prove it. Then reality hits harder than a segmentation fault, and suddenly your program's memory is sprawled out on the dojo floor like a defeated rookie. The segmentation fault (core dumped) error is basically C++'s way of saying "You're not The One, you're just another programmer who forgot to check their pointers." Your confidence in memory management just got kung-fu kicked into oblivion.

Oh. My. GOD. The absolute RAGE of C++ developers versus the childlike innocence of Rust programmers! 😱 C++ is over here having an existential meltdown, screaming death threats at its own code while Rust is just happily playing with its little crab mascot, blissfully protected by its memory safety features. It's like watching your unhinged uncle at Thanksgiving dinner sitting next to your five-year-old cousin who's just vibing with their chicken nuggets. The generational trauma of segmentation faults has CLEARLY taken its toll!

Oh look, it's the "my code is basically just a long-winded love letter to the compiler" approach. Every single line drowning in comments that explain the blindingly obvious while adding zero actual value. This is what happens when someone takes "document your code" advice and cranks it to 11. You know who writes code like this? The same person who explains what a fork is while handing it to you at dinner. The real irony? After 7 years in the industry, you'll be begging for any comments in the 10,000-line legacy codebase you've inherited. Just not... whatever this crime against syntax highlighting is.

When given the choice between proper multi-line comments /* */ and just spamming single-line comments // // // // , developers consistently choose chaos. It's not laziness—it's a lifestyle choice. The satisfaction of hammering that forward slash twice is just too powerful to resist. Plus, who needs structure when you can create a beautiful staircase of comment slashes that perfectly represents your declining code quality?