Work 12 hours a day, carry millions on yourself, be the idol of a thousand hamsters, get drunk to madness every release, experiment and fanatically scribble a fichect until 3am.
Forget.

You're mainstream bro.
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Fountain of ideas.

Every morning the door was flung open, and with a cry of " We will take off! ", I began to violently shovel configs.
First adrenaline, then serotonin.
Any successful mechanic is simply obliged to light up in our project.
Creative crisis. Serotonin is running out.
A week before the release. Tutorial with difficulty even developers.
Panic attack.

Release We open the champagne, half-naked girls on the tables, fireworks and candy.

After all, the same release notes, right?
Forget. Holiday will not be.
Low retention.
Low gain.
There will be no premium either.
And you will be tested for 2 months.
Work better, we need money, not art.

But I will celebrate the release, at home, in a company with a bottle of whiskey.

Oh beautiful.

Highload is always beautiful. You look at the graphics and feel the heartbeat of the system - you have learned every part of it, you know in advance how it behaves. As a primitive astronomer, from the movement of the moon and stars, you can say with an accuracy of a minute when the garbage collector turns on. You enjoy it in the form in which it is now, and you will protect it from any change that could disturb the harmony.

You are ashamed to admit your techno-phishism, and the fear of being revealed only aggravates your illness. Yes, brother, you are sick, sleepless nights do not pass without a trace. Go to a meeting of anonymous game developers, chtoli.

Great idea! I'll go to the CWI, rest a bit from the slush and servers. Where else can you see so many people confident in their delirium. All consider it their duty to measure DAU, and the smaller the unit, the more it is sticking out, trying to attract attention.

Well, Allods, of course. Without them, the CWI is like a computer without a cactus - everything seems to be good, but something is missing, as I used to. And where else can you poke a stick in the rotting corpse of one of the Russian gamedev whales.

Perhaps enough about the beautiful. Bile will soon pour over the edge.

Acid factory

My favorite part. I especially love it when it explodes, pouring acid over the whole neighborhood. I mixed up the bases, on the machine I pressed "yes" in phpmayadmina. You understand that you are guilty, and such an epic misstep is forever imprinted in the memory of your colleagues.
You will always remember when you did this the first time, and some part of you will insist on repeating the incident.

When the nuthouse is in the hands of patients, no one knows how the conflict with the doctors can end.

Career growth.

He is not. Whoever promised to you, it will not happen to you. And where do you grow if your team leader is the CEO. So be prepared that you will be squeezed out every day and hour, and finally will be taught to work not 2 hours a day with a coffee break, but at least 8 hours a day. And you will like it, you yourself will work on weekends and stay on unpaid overtime. For developers, games are even more addictive than for users.

So do not moo, ladybug, to the tenth level is still far.