EntirelyUnlovable

Kids today just don’t know real code

When I was a kid I found a box of detergent powder in the bathroom and on the box there was a happy guy that said “Blimey! It’s lemon-limey!” So I stuck my nose in the box and took a big whiff and if I ever see that guy again

Honestly voice messages make me unreasonably angry. It’s all of the inconvenience of a phone call with none of the immediacy, like voicemail but for every sentence. Thank you for sharing my hatred, I feel less alone

Whenever I feel like this I think back to how many of those “simple” bugs I’ve had to fix in my own code and how many years it took off my life expectancy and feel a little connection with the poor developer who is probably currently losing their hair over this too

Wait a sec my grandmother is calling me about some pictures I apparently sent her

Chicken.

I thought breaks were the glass bottles that scientists put stuff in?

REAL programmers tap into the electron flow across the CPU and set bits in real time

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14 hours later - how did it go?

The panicked whirlwind shower when you slept through your alarm and are now super late