Take It From A Big Problem To Not My Problem

That moment when you accidentally run a query on production instead of staging. First panel: mild panic. Second panel: realizing you just leaked 2.5 billion users' data and your résumé is already outdated. The best part? That smile isn't happiness—it's the face of someone who knows their career just ended but the severance package will be spectacular. Nothing says "database engineer" like casually sipping coffee while committing digital arson.

The stark contrast between how artists and programmers interact is painfully accurate. Artists dance around with false modesty while programmers just openly roast each other's code and nod in agreement. Nothing builds camaraderie in tech quite like mutual acknowledgment that your codebase is a dumpster fire. It's not self-deprecation if it's objectively true. The real programming interview question should be "how comfortable are you with someone calling your life's work 'the worst f***ing code they've ever seen' and you just replying 'yep, sounds about right'?"

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Junior developer naively asks where the documentation is, only to be met with the team lead's menacing stare and declaration: "I AM DOCUMENTATION." The unspoken reality of tribal knowledge strikes again. The code base is a mystery wrapped in an enigma, passed down through oral tradition like ancient folklore. Documentation exists solely in the minds of those who've survived long enough to remember why that one function needs a random sleep(3) call.

Content Me Closing my 25 browser tabs after finally resolving the bug