Codelife Memes

The career trajectory we never planned for! First, you naively enter game development with stars in your eyes and a degree in hand. Then reality hits—80-hour weeks debugging collision detection, players complaining your water physics aren't "realistic enough," and that one producer who keeps saying "just one more feature." Before you know it, you're burnt out, staring at your IDE with the thousand-yard stare of someone who's implemented the same login screen 37 times. Finally, you reach enlightenment: reject complexity, embrace photosynthesis. Your plants don't have merge conflicts, don't need standups, and never ask "but can we make it pop more?" The ultimate escape from dependency hell is growing actual tomatoes instead of maintaining npm packages with tomato-related names.

Ah, the glamorous life of game development! Pour your soul into creating digital worlds for three years, surviving on coffee and dreams, only to be rewarded with angry pre-teens threatening your existence because the latest patch nerfed their favorite weapon. That exhausted character is every indie dev who's ever checked Steam reviews after launch day and discovered their masterpiece has been review-bombed because "loading screens take too long" or "the main character's hair clips through their hat sometimes." The dark circles under those eyes aren't from the character model—they're a feature of the job description!