Not Everyone Has The Hardware For That Many Frames

Oh, sweet summer child who thinks game development is just pressing the "make cool game" button! That facepalm moment when you realize that 3D graphics are basically advanced calculus wearing a trench coat. Unity, OpenGL, Autodesk, and C++ aren't just laughing at you—they're laughing geometrically in vectors and matrices. Every physics simulation, every lighting effect, every character movement is pure, unadulterated mathematics having a party on your GPU. The irony is exquisite—running away from math class straight into the loving arms of linear algebra, differential equations, and quaternions. It's like saying "I hate getting wet" and then announcing your dream career is "professional submarine captain."

Microsoft wants $80 for Visual Studio? *dramatically removes sunglasses in horror* But wait! Subscription services for games? Xbox Game Pass? Ubisoft+? PlayStation Plus? Even the ESA (Entertainment Software Association)? *puts sunglasses back on coolly* The duality of developers: outraged at paying for coding tools while happily throwing money at gaming subscriptions. The compiler judge you silently.

Rendering: the art of turning your $3000 gaming PC into a space heater while you stare at a progress bar. Non-3D folks will never understand the sacred ritual of watching an hourglass while your GPU screams for mercy. "I'm not doing nothing, I'm actively waiting for technology to catch up with my artistic vision."

Ah yes, the classic programmer evolution: from "this game is broken!" to "I understand why this game is broken and would probably make the same mistakes myself." Once you've spent hours debugging your own code only to find a missing semicolon, you develop this weird Stockholm syndrome with bugs. You don't complain anymore because you're too busy having flashbacks to your own coding nightmares. It's not forgiveness—it's trauma-based empathy.

Nothing strikes fear into a developer's soul quite like inheriting a "vibe-coded" codebase. You know the type—written by someone who was "feeling it" at 2AM, fueled by energy drinks and hubris. No comments, variable names like magicNumber42 and iKnowWhatImDoing , and functions that would make Cthulhu weep. Just like Arthas from Warcraft deciding an entire city needed cleansing, sometimes the only rational response to legacy code is total annihilation. Rewrite from scratch? Absolutely justified. That's not technical debt—it's a technical crime scene.

That special moment when your hackathon teammate suggests combining two buzzwords that have absolutely no business being together. Yes, let's take a game about mining blocks and put it on... wait for it... a blockchain. Because clearly what Minecraft needs is slower performance and a carbon footprint the size of Texas. Next suggestion: NFT pickaxes that cost more than my student loans.