I created a report a few weeks ago about the game's display being fucked up due to the sensor housing && the required inset, explicitly mentioning the iPhone X as a device that was tested...

...Got a reply from the lead tester that he && his underlings were unable to reproduce the issue on the iPhone 8.

Well _no fucking shit_. Why _the fuck_ would you try reproducing an issue about sensor housing && insets using a phone w/o that feature?

Fuck me... another day, another retard...

I did not expect for blogs to run the world

this is just such a plot twist I can't even

who saw this coming, seriously!

it's not the satanists or the occultists. it's not the government. it's not the "deep state" or secret societies... it's the writers of society lol

writing seems too banal to be anything of note. especially in modern era where everyone writes an awful lot of retarded shit on social media. no one ever has a unique opinion. no one even knows of history or classics. when I found books on a damned dark net website I had cried. my best friends ended up dead people that lived long ago. but I didn't see the ecosystem. all I saw is their ideas are better than modern ideas. so many authors got to the correct essence of a thing but then got forgotten by history. it made no sense to me why we laud our own greatness, as if now is the best time ever, when so much insight, rightness, even techniques and technology has been just simply forgotten. not even lost just... it's there. just no one knows. we have the biggest library ever constructed by man. we have search engines. and all of it is never consulted. we bumble around like idiots

and if you point out brown water a lion is swimming in is not in fact poop but just soil reddit tells you to vamanos

oh I think if I enjoy something nobody would pay anyone for that. that's my problem

I get so triggered when people talk about effort or hard work or how you should always suffer. pretty sure their understanding of "work" is you must hate it... I guess kind of like how boomers made all those jokes about love being about hating someone "but being with them anyway". which frankly really disgusted me and I rejected, because my grandparents loved each other dearly and without words, so that psy ops never worked on me. but my grandparents were quite rich self-made people by the time I arrived, retired and never working with no cognition of money, and my mom was just a PhD academic who never engaged with the capitalism so I was just ripe for the dredges of toxic workplace opinions

they say if you love something you'll never work a day in your life. I chose something I loved and I felt all wrong and like my love was meant to be trampled on. I resented that phrase. why would they tell you such terrible things, to lead you like a lemming off a cliff? a trick. you love something so you'll stay around even if we don't feed you. we'll all tell you all your beauty is irrelevant. your love is worthless. we don't share it. we can't see it. it's just something you imagined. you're insane for feeling good about anything. here, we will give you reasons to feel bad and tell you how bad we feel, after all we put so much effort into everything and it's so hard and painful but it's all worth it. we are better than you so you should suffer just like we do, because we are fed and you're not so that's what you must do to become like us. listen to me talk about how I'm making you do overtime and I really wish I could be there with you doing overtime but I have to go take my kids to extracurriculars on this wonderful weekend morning, kids I can afford and you'll never afford

during a dinner the CEO showed a picture of his cozy house once, and it was small but I thought it was just something he liked. that cozy look. I said his house looked nice. he said if I worked hard I could have one one day too. did I not work hard enough? I would come home and pass out. I got migraines so intense I could not see and thought I was going to hurl. when I'd need to go home and lay down in a dark room to make them stop, to make myself not want to kill myself because the pain was so great, it was like I hadn't said anything at all. he offered me Indian food as a prize for all the work I did. I could not stomach every light, sound and sensation, how was I going to stomach Indian food. is it because I wasn't complaining? is it because I was too good so there was no reason to ever fix what didn't seem broken? I told him once, when he told me I had to be "responsive" right before my first vacation, that such a thing would not make me happy. he yelled at me that the client would not be happy

npm === node package malware

if I keep practicing burnout will I get burnout resistance. like level up. expertise at conquering 🤔

that's how muscles work, so?

How was DR in the glory days? I joined a few years ago when it was already was niche

all the solutions in rust are always subpar

and it's not even the ownership stuff it's the syntax like with errors with stuff

you just can't be concise so don't even try it

write everything out imperative

Week: 103 (Year 2)

What are the plans for the weekend?

Question: Which was the best year of your life, and why?

last Weekend : https://devrant.com/rants/19116423

Fuck it's hard to be sober when getting drunk improves your coding productivity 10x

Me and my bug are having dinner date

I'm sorry but Laravel is for brainless programmers who wants to be spoon feed all the time.

Laravel is maybe fast to develop and easy to understand but its only because it is poorly designed/written.

That damn Eloquent, if misuse by ignorant or amateur programmer, will definitely bring a disaster to the whole system.

Become a millionaire instantly [more details]

An app where u send messages to someone but they cant open that chat unless they pay a price... [more details]

Let's make a JavaScript framework and call it Vanilla.js just to fuck with everybody.

why so much hate towards javascript? :-D

When you keep getting +1s on a rant you posted a month ago.

One of the advantages of weakly-typed languages

What only relying on JavaScript for HTML form input validation looks like

So I need to create a nice new web app. Let's look at some cool JS frameworks that I can work with.

*5 mins later* Hm, Angular sounds good, is there any good competitor?

*5 mins later* Wow, React sounds awesome as well. Let me learn it.

Google search result:

"Planning to use react? Check out Vue JS first"

*5 mins later* Ok so vue seems faster than React and much easier to learn. Let me see if Vue is the final choice.

Google search result:

"Angular VS Knockout VS Ember VS React VS Mithril VS Mercury VS Ractive VS Vue VS Riot"

Nope, fuck it

My boss published someones resume online to make fun of it because it was handwritten. He at least blurred out that persons name but not the past jobs & other info...

It took me 30 minutes on linkedin to find the person that I believe it is.

Isn't this a GDPR violation lol

Writing paragraphs on facebook is mightier than DDOS attacks

Do you wake up in the middle of the night, found the solution of a bug in your dreams, go to the office, and the solution does not work ?

Yo check out my new website!!!

https://localhost:3000

PM took headache meds, they caused him to pass out. Sounds like they worked correctly

The only reasons I'm with my current employer is because;
1. I interview bad
2. Too lazy to update my CV

One of these days...

I feel like I'm being forced to crawl when I desperately want to fly.🥲

Project Managers will ask six figures salaries to whip an entire team of developers because it's fundamental to add AI to a fucking toilet by the end of the week, then walk around like they understood everything about life. Given how that's what they do for a living and we're not currently gunning them down on sight, I can't say they're entirely wrong.

IIS, aka Apache But Worse, with the world's shittiest plugin manager, a graphical XML config editor that only shows the attributes of one node at a time, invalid configuration errors that don't tell you anything about which part of the configuration is invalid, and a custom GC config optimized for hosted .NET apps that's somehow even less suitable for hosting than the default desktop GC config.

I had to enable 3 categories of Windows features and 20 additional features that weren't included in the default set for those categories just to host a WCF service.

We're so back guys! Someone starred my truthchain repo - at this point I'm sure we'll kick X (twitter) out of business! There's only like 90% of the features unsafe and broken and every release has a major flaw and is broken and requires extra bs to work, but it's fine at 0.1.6, imagine someone actually contributed or makes a comment - I would immediately quit my job and dedicate full time (not). 😅

I've finally put two and two together about my mother and why she acted the way she did with me my whole life.

Since four years old, she told me again and again that I will be a programmer and "earn as much as Bill Gates". Then, in fifth grade, without asking me, she made me take regular programming classes I was really bad at. Then, again without asking me, she sent me to an experimental, highly intensive CS learning program in my uni that accepted kids two years before they finish the high school to throw a metric ton of math, C and hardware design at them. After a year there, I completely lost the ability to enjoy videogames (at 15 years old). By the end of the program (four years), I started experiencing bipolar symptoms.

Then, at the age of 19, she insisted that I take the first draft order and join the army. The military service in russia is mandatory, and it's notorious for breaking people no worse than russian prison does. Knowing that I'm weird and autistic (I was stacking things as a kid), and knowing that the army _loves_ breaking weird people to keep them in line, she just wanted to break me. For context, draft orders are sent out en masse, and everybody dodges them with no repercussions. When they're 28, they just pay a small "fee" (a bribe) to get the military id. You can't be conscripted after you're 28.

I don't know my father. I have a stepdad though. My mother and my stepdad had a kid, nine years younger than me, and of course he was loved by my stepdad way more than I was.

I can recount a lot of instances where she was cruel to me, but oh how subtle and passive-aggressive she made it to be. Also, when I was bullied at school, she insisted on not changing schools, but rather for me to man up.

Her plan was to make a highly paid but mentally broken drone that would be a strong, steady stream of money while she enjoys a "proper" family with her husband and a "proper" child.

It's so unfortunate that the bastard kid turned out to be bipolar, and that bipolar disorder resets one's entire worldview from time to time, nullifying two decades of conditioning, isn't it?

Dear woman I crawled out of, I'm either wrong or right. If I'm wrong, and you did all this (and waaay more of cruel and fucked up shit) to me without any strategy in mind, because you wanted to, then congrats, you're a psychopath. If I'm right, and it was all a strategy, then you knew what you did was wrong, and every single time you did it took a bit of your soul away from you, because that's what evil does. Given that your scheme failed, was it worth it in the end?