When Mom Reviews Your Code

Content TOTAL 21.28 PICKUP DELIVERY SWITCH TO PICKUP Bag Total Subtotal Deliverv Fee WHOA WHOA WHOA That is mighty generous of you, but tips can't be more than 50 of your food's total. 12.40 12.40 1.0C 3. OKAY Protagonist in Training nutoLKO 1m Replying to ANTWTF I find it so funny that at some point a developer typed out something along the lines of: If(tip.value (0.5 total) console.log('woah woah woah'); 17 M1

Content How can we improve our code? Replace "master" -with "main Replace. "Blacklist" with "Denylist" Reduce our technical debt

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The evolution of a CS student's mental state is brutally accurate. Year 1: Blissful ignorance with "Hello World" programs. Year 2: The facade of confidence crumbles when data structures and operating systems enter the chat. Year 3: Complete emotional collapse as the realization sets in that you've voluntarily signed up for a lifetime of Stack Overflow dependency and existential errors. The trajectory from "I can code anything!" to "I've made a terrible mistake" happens faster than a poorly optimized O(n²) algorithm.

Content judge: i sentence you to the maximum punishment. Me: (whispering) please be death, please be death.... judge: learn java Me: fuck

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.