Ooookkkaaayyy? My battery is on drugs.

The 2014's called, they want their private server back!

Source: CommitStrip

Me: After 3 days of deliberation, I finally picked a framework, I can jump into the rewrite

*2 hours of inspired coding later

I finished the configuration validation and logging setup! What was that framework again?

OOP programming be like....

My Friend: Dude our Linux Server is not working anymore!

Me: What? What did you do?

My friend: Nothing I swear!

Me: But you were last on it?

My friend: Yes. I just wanted to run a bash file and needed to give it permissions.

Me : WHAT DID YOU ENTER???!

My Friend: Chill man, just this command I found on the internet
chmod -R 600 /
chown -R root:root /

Me: WHY ARE YOU EVEN IN ROOT AND GOD DAMMIT WHY ARE YOU EVEN USING SOME RANDOM COMMAND FROM THE INTERNET. YOU KNOW YOU SHOULD NOT DO THIS OR JUST ASK!

My friend: Ok I did something wrong, how can I fix it?

Me: Did you make a backup or rsync of the server?

My friend: No. I just wanted to run this file.

Me: You holocausted the server. FUCK MY LIFE

I feel like I've done this a lot of times😂

When you have to follow bad practices and practically fuck yourself because of short deathlines that your boss decided without you.

watch this

- Sleep 7h+ each night (you think you don't need it - but you do!)
- drink NO coffee (you've slept enough!)
- pair-up (you're not as good as you think)
- get a grasp on the problem (it's time will spent!)
- communicate constantly (you're not alonw especially)
- refactor just as much
- learn from you partner
- celebrate even small accomplishments (you need success!)
- go home and do something else (your pet project does not need more than 5hrs per week!)
- repeat (because repetition makes perfection!)

I am just a relatively newbie at devRant, but if I see something like in the picture I feel like devRant needs a feature to subscribe/unsubscribe to an rant without commenting.

(Don't know if this has already been discussed here)

Do you ever wonder if your coworkers talk about you behind your back? Or wonder if they hate you? Or am I just too paranoid?