My Incompetence Drives Me Crazy

Content Me stumbling onto code I wrote 6 months ago

Content - var s "this is a comment" W

Congratulations! You've found the only relationship where emotional abuse is actually a feature, not a bug. The Rust compiler treats you like garbage, tells you everything is your fault, and makes you feel utterly inadequate—but unlike your ex, it's deliberately doing this to make you a better person. That error message showing you exactly where you messed up? That's not passive-aggressive—that's just aggressive-aggressive. And that warm fuzzy feeling when your code finally compiles? It's Stockholm syndrome with benefits. At least the compiler is consistent and actually helps you grow, unlike certain humans who can't be tamed even with unsafe{} blocks. Honestly, it's the healthiest toxic relationship you'll ever have.

The existential crisis of Vim is too real. Imagine being one of the most powerful text editors in existence only to discover your primary purpose is opening config files that other devs forgot how to exit from. The robot's enlightenment moment hits hard because let's face it - we've all installed Vim, struggled with it for 20 minutes, then used it exclusively for editing Docker configs and Git commit messages for the next 7 years. The true tragedy isn't that Vim lacks purpose - it's that its incredible power is wasted on us mere mortals who just want to change one line in our .bashrc without having to Google "how to quit vim" for the 600th time.

Content WHEN YOU CAN'T FIND A LIBRARY FOR SOMETHING YOU NEED I'm limited by the technology of my time.

Content Lack of basic social skills neurodivergent Corporate needs you to find the differences between this picture and this picture cs majors They're the same picture.