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Evolution of programmer enlightenment: starts with Python (basic brain), progresses through Java (slightly lit brain), then C++ (glowing brain), followed by Scratch (cosmic brain), and finally... Minecraft command blocks (transcendent alien being). Nothing says "I've reached programming nirvana" like crafting complex algorithms with blocks meant for 10-year-olds. The supreme irony of the programming world: spend years mastering memory management in C++ only to realize the true galaxy-brain move is coding with pictures of cats and literal blocks. If you've ever built a working CPU in Minecraft, you're not a programmer anymore—you're basically a deity. The rest of us mortals will continue pretending our Python scripts are impressive.

That smug feeling when a non-programmer is absolutely blown away by a game glitch you could fix with a single if-statement. Sure, let them think you're some kind of wizard for understanding that the collision detection just needed a simple boundary check. Meanwhile, you're sitting there knowing it's basically the "Hello World" of game development fixes. The superiority is just *chef's kiss* delicious.

First panel: "Yay, no Creation Engine!" *happy face* Second panel: "Oh god, it's Unreal Engine 5..." *horrified face* Classic game dev monkey's paw. Bethesda finally ditches their ancient, duct-taped engine that's been spawning bugs since Morrowind, only to adopt the engine that'll turn Elder Scrolls 6 into another cookie-cutter open world with the exact same lighting and physics as every other AAA game. Next they'll tell us it has a battle royale mode and NFT collectibles. Just waiting for the day we get Skyrim: Fortnite Edition.

The ultimate workplace camouflage technique - hiding Valorant among Adobe apps. Because nothing says "I'm definitely working on that design project" like having a tactical shooter disguised as just another creative tool. The boss walks by and sees a screen full of Adobe icons, while you're actually planting spikes and getting headshots. The stealth level is truly maxed out when your excuse for yelling "CLUTCH!" is "just excited about this Photoshop filter."

The classic developer-meets-parent scenario with a brutal twist. Dad thinks his daughter's boyfriend works on PlayStation or Xbox, but our hero drops the dreaded console.log() bomb—the JavaScript debugging tool that's printed more despair than all error messages combined. Nothing says "I'm actually just a web developer" like explaining you use the browser console instead of building actual console games. Dad's 10-second countdown is the fastest code review rejection in history.

The first thing I do after buying a new game is hunt down these four apocalyptic horsemen and banish them to the shadow realm. Nothing says "I want my game to look like actual gameplay and not a pretentious indie film" like turning off every post-processing effect that makes my GPU cry. Game devs think we want our screens to look like we're playing through a vaseline-smeared kaleidoscope while having a migraine. My RTX 3080 didn't die for this.