Miss You, Sweet Daylight

The classic corporate bait-and-switch. Job listings promising a "fast-paced and exciting environment" while the reality is a soul-crushing beige cubicle with hardware from 2007 and three binders that haven't been opened since the Bush administration. That monitor has witnessed more existential crises than a philosophy major. The only "fast-paced" thing here is how quickly your will to live evaporates after the orientation week pizza party. Somewhere in that cubicle is a sticky note with a password that hasn't been changed in 5 years, right next to a dying plant that's more hydrated than the developer who sits there.

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THE NINE STAGES OF PROGRAMMER EXISTENTIAL CRISIS! 😱 Top row: Your code works and you're feeling like a LITERAL GOD. But wait—as you move right, your understanding plummets into the abyss. "It works and I don't know why" is where the true horror begins! Middle row: ABSOLUTE NIGHTMARE FUEL. Your precious code doesn't work, and your mental state deteriorates from "confident debugger" to "terrified code goblin" faster than you can say "Stack Overflow." Bottom row: The purgatory of "sometimes works." This is where sanity goes to DIE. The skull face says it all—you've transcended into a realm where logic no longer applies and you're just throwing semicolons at the wall hoping something sticks!

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