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Are You PS/2 Old?

Are You PS/2 Old?
Ah, the PS/2 ports—where mice and keyboards went to die before USB came along and made everything better. If you recognize these ancient circular connectors without Googling, congratulations! You're officially old enough to have debugged Y2K bugs and probably still have a drawer full of IDE cables "just in case." The blue one's for mice, the green one's for keyboards, and getting them mixed up was the original "USB superposition" before USB-C made us all flip connectors three times. Remember the satisfying click when you finally got the pins aligned? And the sheer panic when you bent one? Good times. Kids these days will never know the joy of rebooting because you dared to unplug your keyboard.

Good Old Low Complexity Days

Good Old Low Complexity Days
Oh. My. GOD. Remember when web development was just slapping some HTML, CSS, and jQuery together like a sandwich and calling it a day?! 💅 Now we've got 47 JavaScript frameworks, 23 build tools, and enough npm packages to fill the Grand Canyon! Back then you could actually SLEEP at night without dreaming about webpack configurations! The AUDACITY of modern development expecting us to learn a new framework before we've even finished our morning coffee! Those jQuery days were like taking a bubble bath compared to the FLAMING OBSTACLE COURSE that is frontend development today! *dramatically faints onto keyboard*

Look How They Massacred My Boy

Look How They Massacred My Boy
OH THE BETRAYAL! The top image shows a gorgeous, character-filled brick house labeled "€5 2000s game+mods" - representing those glorious old games we modded into oblivion until they were MAGNIFICENT BEASTS of gaming perfection. The bottom shows the same house but painted sterile white labeled "€30 remaster" - the overpriced, soulless "improvements" game companies sell us as if they've done something revolutionary. They took our beautifully modded masterpieces, slapped on some white paint, and had the AUDACITY to charge six times more! This is the gaming industry equivalent of replacing your grandmother's secret recipe with store-bought garbage and charging you premium prices for the "convenience." THE HORROR!

It Works Or Not, There Is No In Between

It Works Or Not, There Is No In Between
Ah, the strange tech timeline we exist in. Old enough to have endured the demonic screeching of dial-up modems connecting at 56kbps, waiting 10 minutes for a single JPEG to load... yet completely unable to tolerate a modern website that doesn't appear instantly. Our patience was forged in digital hellfire only to completely evaporate with technological progress. The irony of surviving 30-minute downloads back then but rage-closing Chrome tabs after 5 seconds now is the perfect encapsulation of how utterly spoiled we've become. Progress is a cruel mistress.

The Ritual Sacrifice Of Dial-Up Modems

The Ritual Sacrifice Of Dial-Up Modems
Kids these days with their high-speed fiber will never understand the ritual sacrifice of dial-up modems. That unholy symphony of electronic screeching wasn't just noise—it was the sound of digital suffering that granted you access to a blazing 56kbps connection. The modem's death wails were our loading bars, and we liked it that way. Now I just silently connect to WiFi like some kind of barbarian without properly thanking the router gods.

WinRAR Is The Absolute Legend

WinRAR Is The Absolute Legend
Oh. My. God. Someone is actually walking around with a WinRAR bag! The AUDACITY! This is like spotting a unicorn in the wild - someone who actually PAID for WinRAR after those 40-day trials that we've all been ignoring since the dawn of time! I'm DYING! 💀 This is the equivalent of finding someone who reads the Terms & Conditions or doesn't use Stack Overflow to copy-paste solutions. Absolute madlad deserves a monument for single-handedly keeping WinRAR in business while the rest of us have been clicking "remind me later" for two decades straight!

We Were Cool

We Were Cool
Remember when we didn't call it "the web"? It was "the net," baby! Back when you'd dial up with that sweet modem sound, download a single JPEG over 5 minutes, and feel like a goddamn tech wizard. Nobody asked about your "tech stack" - you just knew some HTML and maybe a bit of Flash if you were fancy. Those were simpler times... before JavaScript frameworks started multiplying faster than browser tabs on a developer's machine.

The Difference: Programmers Then Vs. Now

The Difference: Programmers Then Vs. Now
Remember when programmers were basically digital demigods who could craft mission-critical code for lunar missions without breaking a sweat? Yeah, me neither. Today's reality is more like staring blankly at a screen, asking ChatGPT to fix our semicolon errors while we're trapped in Vim because apparently that's still a thing in 2024. And let's not forget the classic "fix one bug, spawn three more" - nature's way of keeping us humble. The golden age of programming never existed. We just replaced "I don't know how to do this" with "I don't know how to ask AI to do this for me."

Immortal Digital Deities

Immortal Digital Deities
Ah, the digital undead! While modern software gets replaced every 37 seconds, these ancient relics refuse to join the software graveyard. Media Player Classic still handling your sketchy downloads, WinRAR eternally asking you to pay after 40 days (for the last 20 years), Euro Truck Simulator letting you experience the thrill of traffic jams without leaving your chair, and Skyrim being re-released on every device including your smart toaster. These programs have transcended mere software status—they've achieved digital immortality while your cutting-edge frameworks die faster than houseplants under my care.

What A Decade Can Do

What A Decade Can Do
Sony Online Entertainment telling us "You could not live with your own failure" only to become PlayStation Studios a decade later asking "Where did that bring you? Back to me" is the corporate equivalent of deleting your embarrassing account just to create a new one and watch all your old friends follow you anyway. The gaming industry's greatest magic trick: rebrand your failures, wait for nostalgia to kick in, then welcome back the same players who swore they'd never touch your games again. The circle of gaming life!

I Believe In 90s-2000s Internet And Technology Supremacy

I Believe In 90s-2000s Internet And Technology Supremacy
Behold the digital archeology exhibit of peak internet culture! That silhouette is bowing to the holy relics of an era when Clippy was your most reliable therapist and your MySpace Top 8 determined your social worth. Remember installing Windows from 12 separate CDs? Or when Flash games were the pinnacle of procrastination technology? This was computing before everything became a subscription service with rounded corners and minimalist icons. Back when "this is not a virus" was definitely a virus, MSN status messages were Shakespearean poetry, and Neopets taught an entire generation about digital pet neglect and basic HTML. The raw, unfiltered chaos of early web design was beautiful in its ugliness—like finding art in a dumpster fire.

The Time-Checking Hierarchy

The Time-Checking Hierarchy
The duality of developers in their natural habitat. She's flaunting her $10,000 Apple Watch or Rolex to check the time like some kind of productivity royalty, while he's secretly a 90s kid who learned to code on that blue plastic children's computer that could barely run "Math Blaster." The irony? Both devices tell time with roughly the same accuracy, but one of them came with a steering wheel and taught an entire generation that computers are supposed to be bright blue with yellow flames on the side. No wonder our CSS looks like this.