Create Your Own Git For Mother's Day

Spotify Wrapped, but for developers' existential crises. The four horsemen of development reality: fixing bugs that spawn more bugs, spending 23.6 hours automating a 5.4-hour task, denying your code is the problem (narrator: it was), and watching six hours of tutorials only to find the solution in some random blog comment from 2011. The metrics don't lie, but they do hurt.

Opening that GitHub repo after half a year feels like deep-sea archaeology. The code is some ancient artifact, buried under 3775.6 meters of mental context you've completely forgotten. You stare at your own comments thinking "What kind of sleep-deprived maniac wrote this?" before realizing it was you, at 2AM, fueled by energy drinks and misplaced confidence. The worst part? That brilliant architecture you were so proud of now looks like someone let a neural network write code after training it exclusively on Stack Overflow answers from 2011.

Treating yourself like a software project is peak developer energy. While everyone else is promising to hit the gym, this guy's posting a changelog for himself like he just pushed to production. The real joke is thinking any of those bugs will actually get fixed before next December's emergency hotfix. At least he didn't label it "various performance improvements" which we all know means "I broke something but can't figure out what."

That's what happens when you push untested code on Friday at 4:59 PM with a commit message "it works on my machine." The skeleton isn't a metaphor - it's literally the remains of the last developer who thought hotfixing production was a personality trait. The business calls it "moving fast and breaking things," but the on-call engineer calls it "why I drink."

Who needs romance when you've got abandoned projects, right? Nothing quite like the desperate midnight hunt through your GitHub graveyard looking for that one function you wrote 6 months ago. "I know I solved this exact problem before!" *frantically scrolls through 47 half-finished repos* The ultimate programmer relationship status: committed to nothing except finding that one piece of code you were "totally going to document later."

The nuclear option for any developer with commit access. Nothing says "I choose violence today" quite like force-pushing to master without code review. In most companies, this is the digital equivalent of pulling the fire alarm while simultaneously deleting the production database. Five million dollars? Please. The sheer chaos you'd create would be priceless—and your termination paperwork would probably be processed before the build pipeline even finishes failing. Bonus points if you do it on a Friday at 4:59 PM right before a holiday weekend.