The Console.log Ritual
Bro… have you ever debugged so cautiously, you started whispering like the code could hear you?
One time, I was fixing a random bug — app wouldn't render one component. That's it. Just one. Next thing I know, I'm 3 hours deep, breathing like I'm defusing a nuke in a Jason Bourne movie.
And don't get me started on the "console.log" ritual — place one here, one there, move one inside the loop, sacrifice one to the async gods, whisper "please work" and hit refresh.
You ever stare at one line for so long you convince yourself JavaScript is broken? Like, "I KNOW this condition is true, stop lying to me!!!"
Then out of nowhere — boom 💥 — it starts working. No explanation. You didn't change anything. You just re-saved the file, or maybe the wind shifted direction, and the bug vanished. Gone.
And now you're scared. Scared to touch anything. You're hovering over your keyboard like it's gonna bite you. One more edit and the whole app might collapse again.
Debugging is supposed to be logical. Step-by-step. But nah… I'm out here treating it like spiritual warfare.
Midnight Coding never prepared me for the emotional damage. But we move. Bug-free. For now.