This is my fucking life at work right now. I look forward to the weekends. I've never been truly inconvenienced by shitty devs because they're often too lazy to really spam me with bad code, but now they are all free to do so. I spent so much time today writing guardrail markdown files when these people SHOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO REVIEW THE OUTPUT AND KNOW THAT IT WAS BAD.
It truly is the age of the 90 IQ software engineer. They've never had it better.
As if meetings weren't bad enough already, I now have to sit through an informal introduction to the model of the week and its personality characteristics and how quickly it burnt through one subscription's token allotment or whatever and the latest tweaks on the magic markdown files. Luckily I've only had a couple changes sent my way so far, which weren't much different than just getting a bug report to debug and fix myself. I will need to get into risky options gambling or something so I can go start my farm early, if it keeps going this way. Even supposing it all works correctly, I don't see how it is in any way enjoyable, satisfying, or fulfilling.