So You're A Web Dev

When you finally finish that coding bootcamp and realize the "entry-level" positions require 5 years of experience with a framework that came out 2 years ago. Dude's literally offering to code HTML for sustenance—not even asking for money, just *food*. The job market has gotten so brutal that junior devs are out here trading their skills for basic survival needs like they're living in a post-apocalyptic barter economy. "Will implement your landing page for a sandwich" is the new LinkedIn headline. The sad part? Someone's probably gonna lowball him and ask if he knows React too.

The eternal struggle of modern developers - being seduced by shiny new IDEs while Vim sits there wondering what happened to loyalty. The person labeled "Me" is turning away from Vim (the OG text editor) to ogle at all the fancy modern development tools like VSCode, IntelliJ, PyCharm, and WebStorm. It's the coding equivalent of dumping your reliable high school sweetheart for the cool transfer students with their fancy features and auto-completions. Sure, those IDEs might have debugging tools that actually work and don't require 47 keyboard shortcuts to save a file, but Vim has... um... bragging rights at developer meetups?

The internet's true form finally revealed! It's just a giant Jenga tower of tech stacked on increasingly questionable foundations. From the web dev actively sabotaging himself at the top to the literal "ELECTRICITY" block at the bottom—because who needs clean abstractions? My favorite part is how we're all just tiny figures in this cosmic joke: Rust devs in their corner thinking they're saving the world, unpaid open-source devs holding everything up, and whatever Microsoft is doing with that angry bird. Meanwhile, C developers are still writing dynamic arrays like it's 1972 and somehow that's supporting... *checks notes*... the entire digital economy. And at the very bottom? A system that turns "shiny metal into cookies for fish." Because of course the internet runs on nuclear power plants feeding fish. It's turtles all the way down, except the turtles are increasingly concerning technological decisions!

Congratulations, you were born at the perfect time to experience the thrilling adventure of... tracking bugs in Jira, sending desperate emails in Gmail, taking notes in Notion, coding in VS Code, chatting in Slack, and designing in Figma. Meanwhile, our ancestors got to ride horses into battle and our descendants will get cool mech suits. But hey, at least we have dark mode.

The fearless warrior of code, unfazed by bugs, deadlines, or production incidents, suddenly trembles at the sight of a CORS error. That insidious beast that appears when your frontend tries to talk to an API on a different domain, and the server says "Nope, not authorized!" Even the bravest developers curl into a fetal position when faced with the dreaded Access-Control-Allow-Origin header issues. It's not the error that's scary—it's the rabbit hole of proxies, headers, and server configurations you're about to dive into for the next 3 hours.

Buddy thinks he's using C++ in JavaScript because he's incrementing a variable with c++ in a for loop. That's like saying you're fluent in French because you can say "omelette du fromage." The bottom panel shows the appropriate response from seasoned developers - immediate physical violence. Nature is healing.