Artificial Intelligence Or Natural Stupidity: Call It

When your commit history is less about productivity and more about spelling profanities with green squares. Nothing says "senior developer" like meticulously planning commits to spell "SEND NUDES" across your GitHub profile. Probably took more effort than the actual code it represents.

Ah, the classic "we have food at home" meme but for developers! Kid wants professional CI/CD pipelines, mom says no because there's "CI/CD at home" - which turns out to be a janky collection of config files and shell scripts cobbled together by some poor soul who just wanted to automate deployments without learning Jenkins. It's the equivalent of calling a stick tied to a rock "advanced weaponry." That homemade CI/CD solution is one failed deployment away from bringing the entire production environment crashing down faster than a junior dev's confidence during their first code review.

Behold the sacred gender symbols of our time! Female? Simple. Male? Basic. But a PROGRAMMER ? Honey, that's a whole different species with arrows pointing in MULTIPLE directions simultaneously while juggling a USB stick! Because why commit to just ONE path when you can have 17 git branches, 42 browser tabs, and an existential crisis before lunch? The programmer gender doesn't just multitask—it multi-EXISTS in parallel universes where both solutions work and fail at the same time. Schrödinger's code, darling!

Jumping into DevOps without Linux fundamentals is like trying to swallow those giant horse pills without water. Trust me, I've watched countless "Docker experts" crash and burn because they couldn't troubleshoot a basic shell script. The title "Also Git" is perfect - because Git is another one of those deceptively simple tools that will absolutely wreck your week when something goes wrong. Nothing quite like the cold sweat of a botched rebase on production code at 2AM. Been there, broken that.

Ah, the classic GitHub reality check! You spend weeks crafting your Discord bot masterpiece, complete with that custom gradient library you're secretly more proud of than your actual résumé. You're feeling all warm and fuzzy about sharing your "many interesting features" with the world... Then some random security expert with an anime avatar and 3 GitHub followers demolishes your entire existence with a single comment. Not only does your precious code have RCE exploits (Remote Code Execution - the digital equivalent of leaving your front door wide open with a "Please rob me" sign), but they also twist the knife by pointing out your bot isn't even online. The final panel's "never again" is the silent vow every developer makes before inevitably repeating this cycle of trauma next weekend with a new project. Because nothing says "I'm a developer" like emotional damage wrapped in pink blobs.

Ah, the soundtrack of a developer's life—Git commands reimagined as a Spotify playlist. Track 4 "Conflict" hits different after you've spent 8 hours trying to merge branches that have diverged so far they're practically in different dimensions. And of course Taylor Swift makes an appearance with "Don't Blame Me" right after the regular "Blame" track—perfect for when you're running git blame only to discover it was YOUR commit that broke production six months ago. The "Cherry Picking" finale is just chef's kiss for those of us who've had to carefully extract that ONE fix without bringing along the 57 unrelated changes.