She Could Commit

The three horsemen of developer apocalypse, beautifully color-coded for your impending doom: Chaos: Visualizing your node_modules folder structure is like staring into the abyss. That dependency tree isn't a tree—it's an entire enchanted forest where packages go to multiply like rabbits. Destruction: The infamous rm -rf / command—the digital equivalent of "let's see what happens if I cut this red wire." One misplaced space and suddenly your machine thinks you want a factory reset... of your entire life. War: Force pushing to Git is basically declaring nuclear warfare on your colleagues. Nothing says "I'm the captain now" like obliterating everyone else's commits because merge conflicts are just too much effort.

The eternal struggle of every developer: trying to make sense of your own code. That beautiful moment when you're staring at the screen thinking "What the fuck? Really? Ok let's try to sort this out..." while GitLab Duo (their AI assistant) is probably having an existential crisis trying to understand your spaghetti code. Even the machines are judging your life choices now. The AI assistant that was supposed to help you is basically throwing its digital hands up and walking away.

Ah, the legendary "security by obscurity" approach! This poor soul thinks removing their password from a list of common passwords will protect them from hackers. Meanwhile, they're literally broadcasting their password ("dolphins") by showing the diff where they're removing it from the file. It's like putting a "DEFINITELY NOT HIDING MONEY HERE" sign on your mattress. The 263 thumbs up and 353 laughing reactions show everyone appreciates this spectacular self-own. Security experts everywhere just collectively facepalmed so hard they broke their mechanical keyboards.

The career trajectory no one warns you about: You start as a passionate coder, slinging elegant solutions and building cool stuff. Fast forward five years, and suddenly your hands haven't touched a keyboard in months except to type "LGTM" on pull requests. Your technical skills are slowly fossilizing while you're stuck in meetings explaining to junior devs why their variable names should be more descriptive. The ultimate developer irony - get promoted for being good at coding, then never code again. It's like training your whole life to be a chef only to end up as the restaurant critic.

Ah yes, the two types of developers in their natural habitat. One proudly declares "I'm merging it. fuck the tests" with the confidence of someone who's about to create tomorrow's emergency hotfix. Then there's the reply guy claiming "writing testcases for your code is doubting your own coding abilities. it's a sign of weakness." This is the software development equivalent of saying "helmets are for cowards" while riding a motorcycle blindfolded. Future you will be sending past you very strongly worded Slack messages at 2AM when production catches fire.

OH. MY. GOD. The absolute HORROR of receiving an email where GitLab couldn't even be bothered to replace their Lorem Ipsum placeholder text! 😱 Nothing says "valued GitLab user" quite like "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet" followed by some Latin gibberish that probably translates to "we copy-pasted this template and forgot to fill it in." The cherry on top? That ominous subject line about your project storage being DELETED while the actual email body is just vibing in placeholder land. Somewhere, a developer is having a complete meltdown realizing they pushed to production without checking their email templates. RIP to their weekend!