It's So Simple: Just Follow Each Other

Junior developer: "How do I remember what my code does?" Senior developer: "That's the neat part. You don't." The true hallmark of experience isn't perfect memory—it's the calm acceptance that you'll inevitably forget everything you write. That's why we have comments, documentation, and git blame. The senior's mustache contains more wisdom than all of StackOverflow combined.

Nothing quite like that moment when you realize your innocent little Git commit just wiped out three weeks of work across seventeen branches. Sure, Git is supposed to save us from ourselves, but sometimes it just gives us a bigger shovel to dig our own graves. The best part? That split second where you're frantically Googling "how to undo git push force" while your team's Slack channel lights up like a Christmas tree.

Ah, the classic "rm -rf /" moment of pure existential dread. That feeling when your stomach drops through the floor because you just wiped out production data with a single command. The beauty of it happening on day one? You haven't even set up your desk plant yet, but you've already established yourself as "that person." Pro tip: backups aren't just corporate paranoia, they're career insurance. And remember, there's always unemployment if the recovery fails!

The ultimate manifestation of programmer desperation: slapping a crying cat meme on your car begging for code review approvals. When your pull requests have been sitting in limbo for so long that you've resorted to vehicular advertising. That sad little "just let me merge pls" hits different when you've been waiting three days for Chad from backend to stop "getting to it later." Next level: hiring skywriters to beg senior devs to approve your commits.

The silent war between developers in a shared repository is brutal. One minute you're proudly displaying your "Days Since Our Last Incident" counter, and the next minute your coworker executes the nuclear option: git rm -rf <repo> followed by git clone <repo> . That's not version control—that's version annihilation . It's the coding equivalent of "have you tried turning it off and on again?" but with a side of existential dread as you watch your commit history potentially vanish into the void. The look of betrayal in the first panel versus the cold, merciless expression in the second panel perfectly captures the emotional damage of repository scorched-earth tactics.

The absolute TRAGEDY of software development in one perfect meme! Running git blame to hunt down the VILLAIN who wrote that horrendous code, only to discover the criminal mastermind was YOUR PAST SELF all along! It's like setting up an elaborate trap and then falling into it six months later. The ultimate betrayal isn't from your coworkers—it's from the person who shares your social security number! The sheer AUDACITY of past you to write such garbage and then make present you deal with the consequences!