What's your "Better than sex"?

The duality of every senior developer's existence captured in hellfire and lotus flowers! The apocalyptic hellscape labeled "My code" reveals the unholy abomination we actually write—a demonic mess of spaghetti logic, global variables, and that one 3000-line function nobody dares to touch. Meanwhile, the serene, zen-like paradise of "My advice about coding best practices" represents the pristine wisdom we dispense to juniors with absolute conviction: "Always comment your code," says the developer whose only comment is // TODO: fix this later from 2017. Nothing says "seasoned developer" like preaching clean architecture while maintaining a codebase that would make Cthulhu weep tears of joy.

Content I try run this code in the C: usin Sistem; public clas Program publc Static Void main(string args) console.out .Writeline (hello); But I get error! Why? 6 Comments Award Share Save

Looking at your two-week-old code like it's ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics is the universal developer experience. The mental gymnastics of trying to decode what past-you was thinking is harder than solving the actual bug. Your brain frantically searches for memories: "Did I write this during that energy drink bender?" No documentation, no comments—just mysterious symbols that might as well be instructions for building a pyramid. Future tip: Comment your code or prepare for archaeological expeditions into your own creation.

Fixing a bug in 30 minutes? Easy peasy, disgusted face. Spending an entire workday explaining to ChatGPT what your codebase does, your business logic, and why that one legacy function from 2014 can't be touched? Chef's kiss. The irony is delicious. We've gone from "let me just fix this myself" to "let me spend 8x longer teaching an AI about all our technical debt so it can suggest the same fix I would've made anyway." Future job posting: "Senior Prompt Engineer - Must have 5+ years experience explaining code to machines that pretend to understand."

The most brutal tech diagnosis ever: "Skill Issue." Cloudflare's error page casually roasting Twitter (ahem, X) with surgical precision while your browser and their servers are just vibing. That "Git gud" advice to website owners is the digital equivalent of telling someone who's car broke down to "try driving better." Thanks Cloudflare, I'm sure Twitter will frame this helpful feedback right next to their office ping pong table.

The toughest developers who fearlessly debug production issues at 3 AM suddenly turn into trembling wrecks when faced with a global array full of zeros. Nothing strikes terror into a programmer's heart quite like stumbling upon someone else's undocumented global variables. Those zeros aren't just empty values—they're empty promises . Whatever story that code was supposed to tell has been wiped clean, leaving only the haunting structure behind. It's like finding a murder scene where the killer meticulously cleaned up all the evidence except for the chalk outline.