Oh. My. GOD. The absolute TRAUMA of inheriting someone else's spaghetti code! First panel: you're completely defeated, sprawled across the desk like your soul has left your body. Second panel: you're literally wiping away tears while trying to decipher what unholy abomination of nested if-statements and zero comments the previous developer unleashed upon this earth. It's like archaeology, therapy, and exorcism all rolled into one horrific job description. The previous dev probably left the company YEARS ago, laughing maniacally knowing someday you'd be stuck debugging their crimes against humanity!