I Have Beef With These People

Congratulations! You've just witnessed a technological funeral without even sending flowers. Remember when we'd spend hours burning installation CDs, driver discs, and backup DVDs? Now we just click "download" and forget physical media exists. That beige CD drive is basically a museum piece now—like finding a dinosaur fossil in your desk drawer. The silent tragedy is that some poor Verbatim disc factory worker probably shed a tear the day cloud storage took over and nobody noticed. Pour one out for those 700MB circular heroes that got us through the pre-broadband dark ages.

Four guys staring silently at engine parts is exactly what happens when debugging assembly code. You squint at incomprehensible MOV, JMP, and ADD instructions, desperately hoping someone notices the register that's off by one bit. It's like trying to read a novel where every letter has been replaced with hieroglyphics, and the table of contents is written in hex. The only difference is that car engines occasionally make sense.

The sacred resurrection of ancient tech! Floppy disks—those square relics that Gen Z thinks are just 3D-printed save icons—sacrificed themselves to digital obsolescence only to be immortalized as the universal "save" symbol. Their physical form perished so their spiritual legacy could live on in every toolbar across the digital universe. Next time you click that little square icon, pour one out for the 1.44MB martyr that died for your sins of not backing up your work.

Have you tried turning it off and on again? Oh wait, you can't! Someone's kid built a "gaming PC" out of cardboard and paint. Complete with rainbow fans, a fake SSD, and what appears to be the Windows logo drawn by someone who had Windows described to them over a bad phone connection. The real kicker? It'll probably run Crysis better than my actual machine.

Remember when we thought the GPU shortage was bad? Fast forward to 2025 where a junior dev's entire salary buys you this luxury stone-crafted setup with genuine smile-based UI. The irony is this rock PC probably runs Windows 11 better than my actual machine. At least it's not constantly pestering you about Microsoft account login—the stone age had its perks. Honestly, with cloud computing prices skyrocketing faster than housing, this might be the most economically sound dev environment. Bonus: it doubles as home decor that says "I've completely given up on affording actual tech."

The AUDACITY of people when they discover you work in tech! 💻 One second you're having a nice conversation, the next they're asking you to resurrect their ancient printer from the digital graveyard. Like, honey, I write code that makes websites pretty - I don't perform NECROMANCY on your possessed HP LaserJet from 2003! The way that doctor YEETED that clipboard is exactly how I feel when someone says "but you're good with computers" after I explain I can't fix their hardware. The emotional DAMAGE is real!