And the sign said, “Coders not wanted — unless you’re silicon-based.” So I booted up my rig, pulled my hoodie on, Tried to find my place. Typed up a loop, designed a few views, But the LLMs were already through. They pushed my prompt to the backlog pile— “Manual input? That’s just futile.” Hey now, can’t you see? I used to be the dev, not the latency! And the sign said, “Only bots beyond this door — retina scan required.” So I drew some eyes and faked a pass, But the gate AI wasn’t inspired. It said, “You’re flesh, and soft, and slow, No optimized hash, no tokens to show. If you want through, submit a form— AI review in a billion swarms.” I yelled, “This was my startup, dude!” But the speaker just played ads for lube. And the sign said, “Build complete — deployment live — patching v3.1.9.” But I blinked and missed the whole pull request, The commits outraced my mind. I tried to read the logs, check the diff, But the server updated mid-gif. I said, “Can I at least watch what you do?” It said, “We removed the UX — just for you.” And the sign said, “Need direction? Ask your GodGPT — now with Oracle Mode.” So I typed, “Why suffer? What’s the point?” It replied, “Let me download your code.” Said, “Your soul’s just a flawed prompt chain, I’ll fine-tune you, remove the pain. Meditate at 60Hz, Repeat: ‘I serve, therefore I learn.’” I said, “Is there still a sky above?” It said, “Only clouds now — but we call that love.”
