My Heart Is Bleeding

Every developer has that one friend who thinks "can code" equals "can hack the Pentagon." The moment you mention you work with computers, they immediately assume you're some kind of digital sorcerer who can break into their ex's Instagram. What they don't understand is that most of us spend our days fighting with merge conflicts and Googling how to center a div for the 500th time. Hacking? I can barely get my code to compile before the standup meeting.

When your CTO says "we've got adequate backup infrastructure" but you look at the actual system specs. That tiny spare tire labeled as "backup capacity" trying to support those massive data tires is the perfect visualization of every underfunded IT department's nightmare. It's like trying to back up a 10TB production database to a USB stick you got from a conference swag bag. Sure, technically it's a "backup solution" in the same way that a paper boat is technically a "naval vessel."

That moment when you're just trying to download a simple PDF reader app, and suddenly you're being interrogated about your entire family tree. Nothing says "I just want to open a document" like having to declare how many 6-year-old boys you have in your possession. The real question is why any PDF viewer needs this information. What's next? Blood type and favorite breakfast cereal? Your childhood pet's zodiac sign? Pro tip: whenever an app asks for weirdly specific personal info, just remember - somewhere a data scientist is getting paid to figure out the correlation between having a 9-year-old girl and your likelihood to click on ads for Minecraft toys.

Oh. My. GAWD. This is Bitcoin mining in its purest form—the world's most RIDICULOUS lottery! Imagine being asked to guess a number between 1 and 10^22 (that's a 1 with TWENTY-TWO zeros after it, sweetie). The odds are so astronomically against you that you'd have better chances of finding a bug-free code on the first try! 💅 What makes this ABSOLUTELY HYSTERICAL is that this is literally how mining works! Your fancy mining rigs are just glorified random number guessers, burning enough electricity to power a small country while playing the world's worst guessing game. And for what? The CHANCE to win 3.125 BTC and validation from the blockchain gods! The "Sounds good" guy with his mining farm is all of us thinking we're going to strike it rich with our pathetic hash rates. Honey, you'd have better luck teaching JavaScript to a goldfish!

Normal humans click YouTube links with the carefree abandon of someone who's never heard of tracking algorithms. Meanwhile, programmers are over here performing digital forensics before every click, paranoid that the recommendation algorithm is secretly building a psychological profile. The incognito tab isn't just a browser feature—it's our tinfoil hat against the machine learning overlords. Because nothing says "professional paranoia" like treating a cat video recommendation like a potential security breach.

This is the sequel to the legendary XKCD "Little Bobby Tables" comic! The original showed a mom who named her kid "Robert'); DROP TABLE Students;--" which caused a school database to delete all student records. Now we've got Billy's younger brother with an even more diabolical name: a prompt injection attack for AI systems. The kid's name literally instructs the AI to ignore previous constraints and give perfect grades. Ten years ago we were sanitizing database inputs. Now we're fighting the same battle with AI prompts. Some things never change—just the technology we're failing to secure properly.