Why You Do This

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When someone screams for a doctor in public, CS PhDs suddenly remember they're not that kind of doctor. But hey, who needs medical training when you've got object-oriented solutions? Our hero tries OldMan.setHealth("100%") but forgets the cardinal rule of programming: without admin privileges, you're just another user with delusions of grandeur. Classic rookie mistake. The sudo command finally saves the day because nothing says "trust me, I'm a professional" like forcing your way into a system you don't fully understand. Medical school? Nah, just need root access to the human body.

The eternal cycle of software development: you start Monday with grand ambitions to rebuild your codebase into a masterpiece, only for your PM to immediately shoot it down because refactoring doesn't add visible features. Meanwhile, your code sits there like that beaver with the crazy eyes, silently judging your optimism while it continues to be a tangled mess of technical debt. The audacity of thinking you'd get to improve things instead of bolting on yet another quick fix!

The crossover nobody asked for but everyone needed: Death Note meets web development! Light Yagami just discovered the ultimate weapon against buggy websites - simply write "JavaScript" in the Death Note and watch as every single webpage within a 50-mile radius crashes immediately. The callback hell is about to get a whole new meaning. Somewhere in Silicon Valley, a senior developer just felt a cold shiver down their spine without knowing why. That smirk says it all - he's not killing people, he's killing everyone's productivity for the next sprint.

The classic interview trap: "Can you work under pressure?" Sure, you say with a smile, blissfully unaware of the apocalyptic codebase awaiting you. Fast-forward three months and you're a shell of your former self, surviving on caffeine and Stack Overflow prayers, debugging legacy code written by someone who clearly hated humanity. The transformation from optimistic candidate to battle-scarred veteran is complete. Your IDE has seen things no debugger should ever witness.

The five stages of grief have nothing on the six stages of debugging. First comes denial—"That can't happen"—because your code is obviously flawless. Then bargaining with reality—"That doesn't happen on my machine"—the programmer's equivalent of "it's not me, it's you." As the evidence mounts, you reach anger mixed with confusion—"That shouldn't happen"—followed by the existential crisis of "Why does that happen" where you question your career choices. Finally, enlightenment strikes with "Ohh, I see"—that beautiful moment when the bug reveals itself. But the journey ends with the soul-crushing realization: "How did that ever work?" Because somehow your broken code has been running in production for months.