So, What Kind of Developer Are You?
She suddenly leaned in, a glint in her eye. "So, you're a developer. What exactly are you working on?"
My stomach dropped. I stammered, "Uh, well... you know... the usual stuff..."
Her eyes lit up. "Backend? High concurrency, distributed systems—the really technical stuff!"
My voice was barely a whisper. "No..."
"Oh, so it must be AI, right? It's blowing up right now, the opportunities are insane!" She was practically vibrating with excitement.
"No..."
I stared at my keyboard, trying to burn a hole through it with my gaze.
"Blockchain?" she asked, tilting her head with a little laugh. "Nothing to be ashamed of. I know the concepts are complex and the tech moves at lightning speed..."
"I don't do any of that," I choked out, my Adam's apple bobbing.
She paused for a beat, then her eyes went wide. "Wait... don't tell me you're in cloud computing?"
Her intense gaze felt like a spotlight pinning me to my chair. My entire body went rigid, my heart hammering against my ribs.
I dug my nails into my thigh and forced the words out through clenched teeth, my voice trembling, "None... none of those!"
The air went still.
Her smile froze on her face, her voice turning ice-cold. "Then what—what kind of development do you *actually* do?"
"Come on," she scoffed, "how many types of developers can there possibly be?" Her words hit me like a ton of bricks.
My knees gave out. I crumpled to the floor, tears welling up in my eyes as a sob escaped my throat. "I... I'm a frontend developer..."
A hush fell over the office, the only sound the gentle *click-clack* of keyboards.
Pitying glances flew from every direction, as if I had just become the punchline at a tech convention.
I buried my face in my hands, hot shame seeping through my fingers.
She grabbed her jacket, ready to leave.
"Please don't go!" I cried out, clutching at her sleeve. "Frontend development is important! It really is!"
A few people in the crowd snickered, but I held on tighter. "Stop laughing at frontend developers! So what if we're overlooked! So what if we have to wrestle with browser compatibility! So what if performance optimization is a nightmare! We're the ones who face the users directly! We build the beautiful pages and the buttery-smooth interactions! We are what the users see and touch—we're the key to user retention! Frontend... frontend really matters!"
(Just then, the sound of footsteps, followed by a weary sigh from behind me: "Not another frontend developer...")
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她突然凑近问我:“你做开发的,具体负责哪块呀?”
我后背一凉,支支吾吾道:“就……大家都做的那……”
女生眼睛亮起来:“是后端开发吗?高并发、分布式,技术含量超高!”
我声音发虚:“不是……”
“那肯定是人工智能咯?现在大火,前景无限。”她兴致勃勃。
“不……”
我死死盯着键盘,恨不得把它盯出个洞。
“是区块链开发吗?这有啥不好意思说的?”她歪头轻笑,“虽然概念复杂,技术更新也快……”
“我不喜欢这些……”我喉结滚动,声音像卡了壳的子弹。
女生沉默两秒,突然瞪大眼睛:“你该不会……在做云计算开发吧?”
她探究的目光像探照灯打在我脸上,我浑身不自在,心跳加速。
我死死掐住大腿,从牙缝里挤出蚊子般的颤音:“都……都不是!”
空气突然安静。
女生笑容凝固,声音陡然降温:“那你——到底在做什么开发?”
“做开发的,还能有多少特别的?”她的话像冰锥扎进心脏。
我膝盖一软,直接跪倒在地,眼眶泛红,带着哭腔说:“我……我做的是前端开发……”
整个办公区瞬间死寂,只有同事们敲击键盘的声音。
周围人投来怜悯的目光,仿佛看到我在技术交流会上被冷遇。
我死死捂住脸,指缝里渗出滚烫的窘迫。
女生抓起外套转身要走。
我哭喊着拽住她衣角:“求你别走!我们前端开发真的很重要!”
围观人群爆发出嗤笑,我却抱得更紧:“不许笑我们前端开发!容易被忽视又怎么样!兼容性问题又怎么样!性能优化压力大又怎么样!我们直接面向用户,打造酷炫页面和丝滑交互体验!这可是用户能看见、摸得着的部分,是决定用户留存的关键!我们前端开发真的很重要!”
(此刻远处传来领导的脚步声和一声叹息:“又是做前端开发的……”)
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