She Could Commit 🤧💫!

When your junior dev creates a pull request without running tests, fixing linting errors, or even reviewing their own code. Just smashes that green button and expects everyone else to clean up the mess. And the worst part? We've all been that dev at some point. Nothing says "not my problem anymore" like a hastily created PR with the commit message "fix stuff".

Nothing says "I'm from a different era of computing" like sending a PDF of a printout instead of a Git repo link. That senior dev probably still has a drawer full of floppy disks "just in case." Next they'll tell you to compile it by feeding the paper into your CD drive and typing "make oldschool." The digital equivalent of getting directions via fax machine when you asked for GPS coordinates.

The classic developer delusion: your code is invincible because it passed some pathetic little tests on your machine. Then reality hits when the CI pipeline runs and suddenly your precious code is getting absolutely demolished by tests in a different environment. It's the programming equivalent of practicing karate moves in your bedroom mirror vs. getting roundhouse kicked in an actual fight. "But it worked on MY machine" - the battle cry of the defeated developer since time immemorial.

When GitHub's 1 billionth repository is literally named "shit," you know humanity has peaked. Someone created a repo with the most profound name possible, and GitHub's automated system sent a congratulatory message hoping they "build some great 💩." The universe has a sense of humor after all – a billion repositories of human innovation, and the milestone belongs to a repo that perfectly summarizes most of our code anyway.

That moment of existential dread when a coworker checks out your Git branch and sees the unholy abomination of code you've been working on. Suddenly all your variable names like final_final_v2_WORKS and those 47 commented-out debugging console.log() statements are on full display. Your commit messages reading "fix stuff" and "please work" aren't helping your case either. The digital equivalent of someone walking into your house while it's an absolute disaster.

Finally, someone brave enough to decode the cryptic art of version numbering! The major version gets bumped when you're feeling particularly smug about your code. The minor version? That's just for the mundane Tuesday releases. But that patch number? That's where the bodies are buried—all those emergency fixes for bugs you swore didn't exist during code review. "No no, that 123 isn't a frantic weekend of hotfixes... it's a feature richness indicator ." Sure, buddy. We all know the truth behind those triple-digit patches. It's basically a shame counter.