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Choose Your Drug

Choose Your Drug
Pick your poison: the light dose of "Trust Me Bro" with 300 API tokens, or go full nuclear with Codex FORTE's 600 tokens of "It Works On My Computer" energy. Both come with the same delightful side effects—technical debt that'll haunt your dreams, security holes big enough to drive a truck through, code so unmaintainable your future self will curse your name, and the cherry on top: unemployment. The pharmaceutical parody nails that feeling when you're shipping code on blind faith versus slightly more blind faith with double the confidence. Either way, you're playing Russian roulette with production, but hey, at least the FORTE version has twice the tokens to generate twice the problems. The best part? Neither option includes "actually tested and documented" as an ingredient.

Just Followed The Replication Steps

Just Followed The Replication Steps
You know that special kind of pain when you spend three hours meticulously following bug reproduction steps, questioning your entire existence and career choices, only to discover you've been testing on the wrong branch the whole time? Yeah. That's the face of someone who just realized they could've been home by now. The bug report was probably crystal clear too. Steps numbered 1 through 10. Expected behavior documented. Actual behavior documented. Everything perfect. Except the part where you check which branch you're on. That's optional, right? Pro tip: git branch before debugging. Not after. Before.

Snap Back To Reality

Snap Back To Reality
Nothing kills a developer's zen state faster than a senior engineer appearing with "real work" to do. Junior dev is vibing with his aesthetic setup, probably writing some clean React components, feeling like a 10x engineer. Then reality hits: a legacy C++ module with potential memory leaks that needs manual debugging—no fancy AI tools, no Stack Overflow copy-paste, just raw pointer arithmetic and segfaults. The best part? Senior takes a 2-hour tea break while junior stares at undefined behavior for 6 hours. That's not mentorship, that's hazing with extra steps. Also, the username "@forgot_to_kill_ec2" is chef's kiss—nothing says "us-east-1 Survivor" quite like accidentally leaving AWS instances running and watching your bill go from $50 to $5000. From lo-fi beats to low-level nightmares in one conversation. The flow state didn't just die—it got deallocated without a proper destructor call.

LPT: Don't Copy Paste AI Slop Without At Least Minimally Understanding What You Are Doing, Guys!

LPT: Don't Copy Paste AI Slop Without At Least Minimally Understanding What You Are Doing, Guys!
So you're feeling adventurous, installing Linux for the first time, everything's going smooth. Then you hit a snag and ask your favorite AI chatbot for help. It confidently spits out some commands, and you—being the trusting soul you are—copy-paste them straight into the CLI without reading. Plot twist: the AI gave you commands for a completely different file system. You just shoved RTFM (Read The Freaking Manual) instructions into a CLI that expected something else entirely. Now your system is toast, Linux won't boot, and you're lying face-down on the pavement wondering where it all went wrong. The moral? AI is like that friend who sounds confident but doesn't actually know what they're talking about. Always skim what you're running, or you'll be reinstalling your OS at 2 AM while questioning your life choices. Fun fact: RTFM exists for a reason, and that reason is preventing exactly this kind of disaster.

Never Ask For Help Debugging

Never Ask For Help Debugging
You spend 45 minutes crafting the perfect Slack message with code snippets, stack traces, what you've tried, and your environment details. You hit send. Then someone replies "hop on a call real quick" and suddenly you're doing a live performance of your debugging journey while they watch your screen. Now you get to re-explain everything you just typed, but this time with the added pressure of someone silently judging your variable names and that one commented-out console.log you forgot to remove. The real kicker? They'll probably solve it in 30 seconds by asking "did you try restarting it?" which you OBVIOUSLY already did but now you're questioning if you actually did.

Never Say Never

Never Say Never
You know that monstrosity you wrote years ago? The one that makes you physically recoil when you see it in the codebase? Yeah, that 1,200-line behemoth with nested if-else statements so deep you need a map and a flashlight to navigate them. You promised yourself you'd refactor it "someday" and then conveniently forgot it existed. Fast forward to today: a critical bug appears, or worse, a "simple" feature request that touches that exact function. Now you're stuck wrestling with your past self's crimes against clean code. The best part? You can't even blame anyone else because git blame points straight at you. Nothing quite captures that special blend of regret, horror, and resignation like having to debug your own spaghetti code from 2019.

The Vibes Are Different Now

The Vibes Are Different Now
That moment when you revisit your own code from 24 hours ago and it feels like you're doing forensic archaeology on an alien civilization. You know you wrote it. Your git blame confirms it. But the logic? The variable names? The architectural decisions? Completely unrecognizable. It's like past-you was in a different mental state entirely—maybe caffeinated, maybe sleep-deprived, definitely operating on a wavelength that present-you can no longer access. The mounting horror as you realize you'll need to actually understand this before you can modify it is palpable. Pro tip: future-you is already judging the code you're writing right now.

May Be It Was Just Having A Bad Day

May Be It Was Just Having A Bad Day
You know that special kind of existential dread when code that was broken yesterday suddenly works today without any changes? Like, did the compiler just wake up on the right side of the bed? Did the server finally get its morning coffee? The universe is gaslighting you into thinking you're a competent developer when really, your code is just playing psychological warfare. The worst part? You'll never know what was actually wrong. Was it a caching issue? A race condition that only manifests during Mercury retrograde? Did you accidentally fix it while rage-typing other code? Nope. You just sit there, sipping your drink with that "interesting" energy, pretending this is totally normal and you definitely meant for this to happen. Pro tip: Just commit it before the code changes its mind again. Don't ask questions. Don't investigate. Ship it and run.

How To Impress Vibe Coders

How To Impress Vibe Coders
So you're the absolute madlad who debugs directly in production? That's basically the developer equivalent of performing surgery on yourself while skydiving. No staging environment, no local testing, just raw chaos and a direct line to the database that powers your company's revenue. The "vibe coders" are absolutely shook because while they're over here running their code through three different environments and writing unit tests, you're out there cowboy coding with console.log() statements in prod at 3 PM on a Friday. It's the programming equivalent of telling people you don't use version control—technically impressive in the worst possible way. Nothing says "I live dangerously" quite like a production hotfix with zero rollback plan. Your DevOps team probably has your face on a dartboard.

Modern Devs Be Like

Modern Devs Be Like
The accuracy is devastating. Modern developers have basically turned into professional copy-paste artists who panic the moment their WiFi drops. "Vibe coding" and "jr dev" are having the time of their lives in the shallow end, while "reading doc" is drowning in the background because nobody actually reads documentation anymore—why would you when Stack Overflow exists? But the real kicker? "Debugging without internet" is literally at the bottom of the ocean, dead and forgotten. Because let's be honest, trying to fix bugs without Google is like trying to perform surgery blindfolded. No Stack Overflow? No ChatGPT? No frantically searching "why is my code broken"? You might as well be coding in the Stone Age. The evolution is complete: we went from reading manuals to Googling everything to now just asking AI to write our code. Documentation? That's boomer energy. Debugging offline? That's a skill your ancestors had.

Manager Does A Little Code

Manager Does A Little Code
When your manager decides to "optimize" the codebase by shutting down "unnecessary" microservices, and suddenly 2FA stops working because—surprise!—everything in a microservices architecture is actually connected to everything else. Elon casually announces he's turning off "bloatware" microservices at Twitter (less than 20% are "actually needed"), and within hours people are locked out because the 2FA service got yeeted into the void. Classic move: treating a distributed system like it's a messy closet you can just Marie Kondo your way through. "Does this microservice spark joy? No? DELETE." Pro tip: Before you start playing Thanos with your infrastructure, maybe check what those services actually do. That "bloatware" might be the thing keeping your users from rage-tweeting about being locked out... oh wait. 💀

Hard Coder

Hard Coder
You know that debugging technique where you just stare intensely at your code, squinting like you're trying to see through the Matrix itself? Yeah, that's the "hard look" method. It's the programming equivalent of trying to intimidate your bug into submission through sheer willpower and furrowed brows. The logic goes something like: "If I just glare at this stack trace long enough, maybe the universe will take pity on me and the segfault will magically disappear." Spoiler alert: it won't. But hey, at least you look really focused and professional while accomplishing absolutely nothing. This is usually employed right after the classic "run it again and see if it still happens" strategy and right before the desperate "delete everything and start over" phase. The bug remains undefeated, but your forehead wrinkles have definitely leveled up.