The Anon Design Pattern

OH. MY. GAWD. The absolute AUDACITY of this network engineer playing a platformer game on their phone while using a LITERAL NETWORK SWITCH as a table! This is what happens when you give IT people too much free time! The pun is just too much—they're gaming "on" a switch, but not the Nintendo kind! The network equipment is crying silently underneath that phone, wondering how it went from routing critical packets to being degraded to furniture. The betrayal! The horror! The complete disregard for proper equipment handling! I can't even right now! 💀

The one-person army known as "indie game developer" in their natural habitat. While AAA studios have entire departments for each role, indie devs are sitting there with name tags for Producer, Director, Actor, Editor, Writer, and Creative... because that's just Tuesday morning before coffee. The other 37 job titles didn't fit on the table. Budget? What budget? Sleep schedule? Never heard of her. But hey, at least no one can reject your pull requests when you're the entire git history.

Console gamers are living their best life with plug-and-play simplicity. Windows gamers? They've seen some things—driver issues, random crashes, the occasional "why won't this game launch" existential crisis. But Linux gamers? They're out here compiling their own graphics drivers, wrestling with Wine compatibility layers, and Googling obscure forum posts from 2009 just to get a game running at 30fps. The hierarchy of suffering is real: the more control you want over your system, the more your soul gets crushed in the process. Console gamers are innocent children, Windows gamers are battle-scarred veterans, and Linux gamers are basically digital masochists who enjoy pain as a hobby.

Remember when you could pull all-nighters debugging your passion project, fueled by nothing but Mountain Dew and the sheer audacity of youth? Yeah, those days are gone. Now your body starts sending shutdown signals at 8:47 PM and you're negotiating with yourself about whether that second cup of coffee is worth the insomnia. The cruel irony is that you're technically a better developer now—you know design patterns, you write tests, you actually read documentation—but your biological infrastructure has deprecated itself. Your code quality went up while your uptime went down. That's called getting older in tech, and it hits different when you realize the junior devs are still gaming till sunrise while you're scheduling your standup around your second nap.

The scariest Halloween costume for GameMaker developers isn't a ghost or zombie—it's the "change instance" tool. That innocent-looking red and blue ball icon circled in red is the digital equivalent of performing heart surgery with your eyes closed. One misclick and your carefully crafted game logic transforms into an unholy abomination. Nothing says "I enjoy chaos" quite like accidentally turning all your player characters into explosive barrels mid-development.

That moment when you've designed a perfectly functional game loop but your brain whispers, "What if we made it exactly like Elden Ring?" The eternal battle between creating something original versus cloning your favorite games. The road to development hell is paved with "inspiration" that turns into feature creep. Pro tip: write down your cool gameplay ideas, sleep on them, then decide if they're actually good or just your brain trying to recreate Dark Souls for the 47th time.