Some Intern Is Getting Fired

Two developers bonding over their mutual love of coding? How precious! Until you zoom in and realize one person's "coding" involves Python, VS Code, Git, and Docker while the other is rocking Deep.ai, Unity, and a completely different tech stack. It's like saying you both love pizza but one of you is talking about pepperoni while the other is describing sushi. Sure, you're both technically "coding," but you're living in completely different universes with zero overlapping tools, frameworks, or even programming paradigms. The awkward silence when they realize their common ground is about as solid as a null pointer? *Chef's kiss*. Nothing says "we have SO much in common" like having absolutely nothing in common!

The handshake between Mr. Krabs and Patrick Star perfectly symbolizes the unspoken alliance of suffering that programmers and artists share. While we're busy arguing about tabs vs. spaces or RGB vs. CMYK, some CEO is slapping their name on our 2AM caffeine-fueled creation. Nothing quite builds solidarity like watching your Git commits or Photoshop layers get repackaged as "executive vision." The real kicker? The stolen code probably runs better than when I wrote it, but that's beside the point.

Ah yes, the ancient art of strategic bug deployment. Because nothing says "job security" quite like waiting for the one person who actually understands the legacy codebase to board their flight to Cancun before releasing that critical production bug. The genius here is the timing. Senior dev on vacation means: no code reviews that actually catch things, no "well actually..." corrections in Slack, and most importantly, no one to fix your mess when everything inevitably catches fire. It's the developer equivalent of committing arson and then immediately leaving the country. Pro tip: If you're the senior dev reading this, never announce your vacation dates in advance. Junior devs are watching, waiting, and their Git branches are getting suspiciously active.

The evolution of a developer's brain during code reviews is truly a spectacle to behold. First, there's the primitive defensive response: "What, why?" - the intellectual equivalent of a caveman discovering fire and being terrified. Then comes the middle-evolution stage: "It's not my code, I'm just adding this feature but I'll totally refactor it later don't even worry about it" - the classic "temporary" solution that will outlive the heat death of the universe. The promise to refactor is the programming equivalent of "I'll start my diet on Monday." Finally, enlightenment: "Yeah, I know." The transcendent state where you've accepted your code is indeed garbage, but you've made peace with it. This is peak developer nirvana - when you stop fighting reality and embrace the beautiful dumpster fire you've created.

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 secret sauce of looking like you know what you're doing in tech isn't the code—it's the performance art. Turn a monitor vertical, squint thoughtfully at some blue-themed IDE while occasionally muttering "scope issue" or "need to commit these changes," and suddenly you're the office wizard. The best part? The more confused you actually are, the more convincingly profound you appear. Seven years as a lead developer and I still do this during standup when I haven't made any progress since yesterday.