Don't Leave Me

When you're about to drop $415 on a Dell Workstation but then notice it's model 5070. That's not a PC, that's a glorified HTTP error code with a graphics card. Somewhere, a server admin just felt a disturbance in the force and doesn't know why. At least it's not model 404 - then you'd never find it after ordering.

Content How likely are you to recommend Windows 10 to a friend or colleague? O O 04 Not at all likely 05 Extremely likely Please explain why you gave this score. I need you to understand that people don't have conversations where they randomly recommend operating systems to one another Linux users

The four horsemen of the gaming apocalypse: opening Steam, scrolling through your massive library, realizing you don't want to play any of those games, then closing Steam. It's the same energy as staring into a fully stocked fridge and declaring "there's nothing to eat." Except you paid $3,000 for those leftovers during various sales. And you'll do it again tomorrow.

Windows will happily install software from the Reagan administration without batting an eye, maintaining backward compatibility like it's a sacred duty. Meanwhile, Linux is out here with that smug "already installed" energy because half your system came pre-packaged from 1999. The duality of operating systems: one hoards legacy support like a digital museum, the other ships with everything including the kitchen sink. Both approaches are equally chaotic in their own special way, and somehow we've all just accepted this as normal.

That blue paperclip isn't offering to help with your Word document. It's the tech industry admitting what we all suspected - they'd have started harvesting your data decades earlier if they'd only thought of it. Remember when privacy was just something we had instead of something we clicked "Agree" to surrender? Those were the days... before every app needed to know your location to tell you the weather outside your window.

Oh, the sweet innocence of "I made a website with ChatGPT" followed by sending a local file path instead of a URL. That's like telling someone you're a chef because you microwaved a Hot Pocket. What we're witnessing here is the beautiful collision of Dunning-Kruger effect and file system confusion. Our friend thinks they've launched the next Facebook when they've really just saved an HTML file to their downloads folder. No server, no hosting, just pure unbridled confidence. The Windows file path is just *chef's kiss* perfect - nothing says "I'm a web developer" like trying to share C:\Users\ben\Downloads\index.html through iMessage.