Some Intern Is Getting Fired

The AI ethics bot just witnessed a child.kill() function and had a full-blown existential crisis. Classic case of "context matters" in programming. The bot's like "I can't assist with violence!" while the code's just handling thread management. Look at that beautiful irony - a recursively named AI refusing to help with perfectly innocent code because it contains a murder-sounding method. Six years of code reviews and I've never seen an AI clutch its digital pearls this hard.

The bell curve of git commit sanity. On the left, the blissfully ignorant junior dev who squashes multiple feature changes into a single commit. On the right, the battle-hardened senior who does the same because life's too short. And in the middle? The poor mid-level developer meticulously separating each feature into its own commit, following best practices that nobody actually reads in the git log. The sweet irony of development—you either die a hero or live long enough to stop caring about commit granularity.

The eternal developer insecurity captured in one GitHub diff stat. Adding nearly 5,000 lines while removing 1,144 and still wondering if your PR is substantial enough. Meanwhile, your code reviewer is silently praying you didn't just paste an entire npm package into the codebase. The green bars say "impressive contribution" but your brain says "what if it's mostly comments and whitespace?" Classic impostor syndrome with a side of version control anxiety.

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.

Senior devs have this remarkable talent for forgetting their own code. First comes the righteous indignation ("WHO WROTE THIS CODE?"), then the escalating fury ("WHICH IDIOT WROTE THIS?"), followed by the team's gentle reminder that it was, in fact, their masterpiece. The final panel's silent "OH" captures that beautiful moment when you realize you're yelling at your past self. Git blame is truly the greatest humbler in software engineering.

The eternal battle between GUI lovers and command-line purists rages on! The security team is freaking out about GitHub Desktop while the Linux admin (sporting that glorious CLI-worthy mane) is having none of it. It's like bringing a mouse to a keyboard fight. Real devs type commands with their eyes closed while drinking coffee with their third hand. The GUI crowd might as well be using Fisher-Price "My First Computer" while the command-line warriors judge silently from their black terminal screens. The hair length is directly proportional to terminal proficiency. That's just science.