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She Wants Everything, Bruh

She Wants Everything, Bruh
You know you've got your priorities straight when your Steam library is worth more than your car. We're talking hundreds of games accumulated over years of sales, bundles, and "I'll definitely play this someday" purchases. Now she wants half of those 847 games you've never even installed? The audacity. Real talk though: your Steam library is probably the most honest representation of your life choices. Every unplayed indie game, every AAA title bought at full price that you rage-quit after 20 minutes, every humble bundle you bought for ONE game but got 12 others. That's not just a collection—that's a digital museum of your optimism about having free time. The lawyer's gonna have a field day trying to value your account with 600 hours in Factorio and 2 minutes in that fitness game you bought during the pandemic.

Within Each Programmer

Within Each Programmer
Every single developer is locked in an EPIC internal battle between the responsible wolf who whispers "steady paycheck, health insurance, retirement plan" and the absolutely FERAL entrepreneurial wolf screaming "BUILD THAT TODO APP WITH BLOCKCHAIN INTEGRATION THAT WILL DEFINITELY CHANGE THE WORLD THIS TIME!" Spoiler alert: the second wolf has a GitHub graveyard of 47 unfinished projects and still thinks THIS one will be different. The first wolf is tired. So, so tired. But hey, at least it pays the bills while you dream about your SaaS empire during standup meetings.

When The Game Launches On Your Secondary Monitor

When The Game Launches On Your Secondary Monitor
Nothing quite captures the existential dread of frantically craning your neck to see your game launch on the wrong monitor while your main screen sits there mocking you with its emptiness. You click the executable, hear the startup sound, but your primary monitor just... does nothing. Meanwhile, your secondary monitor—the one you've strategically positioned at a 45-degree angle for "optimal multitasking"—is now hosting your full-screen game at the worst possible viewing angle. The worst part? You can't even Alt+Tab properly because the game is now convinced it's on the primary display, and your mouse cursor is trapped in a dimensional prison between two screens. Time to dive into the settings menu while contorting your spine like you're debugging production code at 3 AM. Fun fact: Windows has remembered your monitor preference from that ONE time you moved the game window 6 months ago and will never, ever forget it.

Do You Guys Not Finish Games?!

Do You Guys Not Finish Games?!
You know that feeling when you buy a game on sale, play it for 2 hours, get distracted by another sale, and suddenly you've got 247 games with a 12% completion rate? Yeah, that's every programmer's Steam library. We're collectors, not finishers. The kid taking one bite out of each apple and moving on is the perfect metaphor. "I'll come back to finish Witcher 3 after I try this new indie roguelike that's 80% off." Narrator: They never came back. It's the same energy as having 47 side projects in various states of abandonment. We're excellent at starting things, terrible at finishing them. The Steam library is just our GitHub repos but with better graphics.

I Just Need Coffee

I Just Need Coffee
You know that absolutely UNHINGED moment when your code suddenly decides to behave and you're just standing there in complete disbelief? Sleep? Who needs sleep when you've just witnessed a MIRACLE? Your function that's been throwing tantrums for the past six hours finally returns the correct value and suddenly you're possessed by the spirit of a caffeinated detective demanding answers from the universe. WHY does it work now? WHAT did you change? Was it that semicolon? The alignment of Jupiter? Your sacrifice of three energy drinks to the coding gods? You're not going to bed until you understand EXACTLY why this cursed piece of logic decided to cooperate, because if you don't figure it out now, it'll haunt you in production like a vengeful ghost.

I Survived.

I Survived.
Game jams are basically speedrunning game development while your body slowly transforms into a sentient energy drink. 72 hours of non-stop coding, debugging physics engines that defy actual physics, and arguing whether your pixel art looks "retro" or just "bad." By the end, you've created something that technically runs, consumed your body weight in caffeine, and lost all concept of time and personal hygiene. That exhausted Pepe stare? That's the look of someone who just shipped a game held together by duct tape, prayer, and approximately 47 TODO comments. Victory has never looked so defeated.

Guys What Do We Say About This

Guys What Do We Say About This
So Tom Cruise is out here hanging off planes at 60 while programmers at 30 look like they've been hit by a bus full of merge conflicts. Sitting is the new smoking, they said. But nobody warned us that debugging legacy code while hunched over a laptop for 12 hours would turn our spines into pretzels and our backs into a symphony of chronic pain. Meanwhile, Tom's doing his own stunts and we can't even stand up from our Herman Miller chairs without sounding like a bowl of Rice Krispies. The occupational hazard of choosing a career where "getting physical" means aggressively typing on a mechanical keyboard. At least we have good health insurance... oh wait, we need it.

Guys What Do We Say About This

Guys What Do We Say About This
We say it's accurate and we don't like it. Tom Cruise doing his own stunts at 60 while programmers are out here with the spine of a question mark and the posture of a shrimp emoji. Sitting in that Herman Miller chair you convinced yourself would fix everything, hunched over dual monitors debugging someone else's regex at 2 PM on a Tuesday. Your back gave out before your career did. Meanwhile Tom's hanging off planes and sprinting through explosions like his joints aren't held together by prayers and spite. The real kicker? We're supposedly the "knowledge workers" with the cushy jobs, but our bodies are paying the price like we've been mining coal for decades. Standing desks, yoga ball chairs, ergonomic keyboards—we've tried it all. Still end up looking like Gollum by 35. Fun fact: Studies show that sitting for more than 8 hours a day increases your risk of early death by 15%. But hey, at least we can work from home in our back braces.

Burn Outis Real

Burn Outis Real
When the entire tech industry decided that calling everything an "AI agent" would somehow make their products 10x more valuable, programmers got hit with a firehose of buzzword chaos. You're just trying to write some decent code, but suddenly you're drowning in a sea of "AI agents" doing everything from ordering pizza to predicting the stock market. The lemons-to-lemonade meme format captures it perfectly: what started as a manageable trickle of AI hype has become an absolute deluge. You can't escape it. Product meetings? AI agents. Standup? Someone mentions AI agents. Your coffee break? The barista's probably trained an AI agent to steam milk. Meanwhile, you're just sitting there wondering if you need to add "AI Agent Wrangler" to your LinkedIn skills or if you can quietly continue writing actual code while the marketing department loses their collective mind over the next big thing.

Why Is It Always Like This…

Why Is It Always Like This…
Desktop: pristine, organized, zen garden of productivity. Downloads folder: a digital landfill where random PDFs go to die next to the Mona Lisa, apparently. The duality of man is nothing compared to the duality of a programmer's file system. You spend hours configuring your IDE, customizing your terminal, and maintaining a clean workspace, but that downloads folder? That's where chaos theory was invented. It's the digital equivalent of shoving everything into the closet before guests arrive. At least the Mona Lisa is in there somewhere, so you're technically cultured.

Tried To Build A 'Mid-Range' PC Today

Tried To Build A 'Mid-Range' PC Today
You open PCPartPicker with innocent intentions. "Just a mid-range build," you tell yourself. "Something reasonable." Then GPU prices hit you like a freight train, and suddenly your "budget" build costs more than a used car. The best part? The game just casually tells you "Sorry, you can't afford it" with an OK button—because there's no arguing with reality. No negotiation. No payment plan. Just brutal honesty wrapped in a retro game UI. Meanwhile, your current potato PC is probably laughing at your ambition while struggling to run Chrome with three tabs open.

I Love This Microsoft Teams Meme

I Love This Microsoft Teams Meme
Imagine proudly announcing you're the lead developer behind Microsoft Teams and expecting a warm welcome, only to get immediately banished from someone's home like you just confessed to a crime against humanity. The audacity! The betrayal! The sheer HORROR of being responsible for the app that eats RAM like it's an all-you-can-eat buffet, crashes during important meetings, and has notification settings that make absolutely zero sense. This poor soul just wanted to make a good impression on their future father-in-law, but instead they've revealed they're basically the architect of corporate suffering. Sir, you built the digital equivalent of a haunted house where messages disappear, calls drop randomly, and the "Away" status mocks your very existence. Ten seconds is honestly generous.