I am the guy sitting at home, putting in 8 hours a day with Claude, cranking out a hundred thousand of lines of code before lunch and collecting my $50k salary, just grateful to be out of IT. My coworkers are behind, & I feel like I am crossing the picket line by out-shipping them, taking on more work, & impressing the PMs & managers. All while taking home probably half of their pay to type /ticket a couple times a day. Client wants an MVP? Sure. I’ll have it by Friday. Actually, I’ll have it by Wednesday. Actually, give me 20 minutes. And here’s the worst part: the clients love it. The PMs love it. They don’t care that I didn’t hand-write every line. They care that the thing works. They care that their idea from a Monday meeting is suddenly a functioning application they can click around in today. I’m out here shipping features in a day that would’ve taken a team of three developers two weeks last year. Do I understand every single line of code? No. Do I understand enough to know when Claude is hallucinating? No idea. Lets hope the independent review agent finds it. Do I sometimes stare at a 400-line file and realize I have absolutely no idea what is happening? Absolutely. I have become the software equivalent of a strikebreaker. The scab has arrived. I am the scab dev. Please forgive me. submitted by /u/ReturnofBugMan
Originally posted by u/ReturnofBugMan on r/ClaudeCode